[ It's been a few days now since they've first opened the car door, and the situation has grown no better. They are left cleaning up after a sickness that shows no signs of abetting, a situation where their efforts feel like a band-aid over a gaping wound. He has been helping at the clinic for the most part, busying himself with fetching clean linens or helping to feed the infirmed. Menial tasks.
But the chores are neverending, and it's always nice when another passenger comes by to help. Which he assumes Toko is here to do, handing her a bucket. ]
Would you mind helping me fetch some water? [ There's a well not far from the clinic, thankfully. ] It's always so short-staffed here...
[ Unfortunately, corgigate is clearly not on his mind, his expression a little tense with ever-present, ever-mounting concern. Even he's getting tired lately with how much there is to do, even if it's as simple as helping deliver gruel. ]
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But the chores are neverending, and it's always nice when another passenger comes by to help. Which he assumes Toko is here to do, handing her a bucket. ]
Would you mind helping me fetch some water? [ There's a well not far from the clinic, thankfully. ] It's always so short-staffed here...
[ Unfortunately, corgigate is clearly not on his mind, his expression a little tense with ever-present, ever-mounting concern. Even he's getting tired lately with how much there is to do, even if it's as simple as helping deliver gruel. ]