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With Arlette expressing appreciation toward Zsuzsa’s efforts, it made her feel good. She had not been granted any sense of recognition in many moons for any type of service. ”I know I could be doing better, but thank you for saying that. Makes me feel like I’m making some sort of an impact.” Zsuzsa said with a sway of her tail.
 
Arlette’s own efforts did not (and would not) go unnoticed. ”You’re already doing a great service to the Saints with medic supplies yourself. Feels good knowing if any of us ever fall ill or injured, we have the best of resources.” And this was the truth, considering the Saints had three different individuals who could tend to medic needs.
 
The small Medic was optimistic about the current times, which Zsuzsa admired. Most focused so much on past troubles that it robbed them from enjoying what was in the present. Zsuzsa would have to adopt a mindset a lot more like Arlette, enjoying the opportunity they had now. ”You’re right. I think with who we have, we can take any hardship.” Zsuzsa smirked, thinking of all the characters she met in the pack thus far and how each of them were rough around the edges but all of them holding a solid, genuine concern for each other.