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She smiled at his words, his nose brushing over her head as she worked and prepared the poultice dressing that would need to cover each wound to ensure the infection stayed away. “Absolutely. It is my hope to be able to teach all soldiers in Mereo the basics so that ventures like these are not as precarious.” It was a suggestion meant for the Imperator.
 
Carefully, each individual wound was dressed after it had been cleaned out. Aquene did the final laying of the dressing on both of them due to the steady nature needed. She had not trained Tamar to heal wounds such as this and thus did not ask her to. She requested they both rest, and that they could move to the soldiers’ apartments later on for their rest. Aquene lingered carefully near Kallik, laying down on her own cot as she would be up whenever her patients were up.