"Please." Tasha smiled and set to work. She took out the measure she had brought and was able to get the thickness of one the components. She quickly took out a pencil and pen ad wrote down the measurement. She looked up as she heard Kallu speak. "Tash, can you look at this, I'm not sure I'll be able to get it checked out." With a sigh she took the syringe and set it aside.
"He wasn't caught in that blast, or what's left would've been brought in here, along with scrambling medics. Nothing physical, but a bad state. I think he'll need to sit out next mission at best, counseling at worst." "Well let's hope that's all he'll need. I don't trust Kimblee farther than I can throw him. He's gotten too much pleasure out of this war." She said glaring towards the entrance of the tent. She turned back to Elias's shoulder once more.
After a few minutes she hah all the measurements she needed. "Alright that'll do it. Now you just take it easy Elias. I should have the arm ready by morning, after that it'll be good as new." She said with a smile. She turned to leave, only to remember the syringe. She grabbed it and handed it to a passing medic. "Could you examine this? I don't trust anything Solf Kimblee offered." She asked. The medic nodded and took the syringe. With that out of the way, Tasha left the tent and headed for her own to finish Elias's arm.
"He wasn't caught in that blast, or what's left would've been brought in here, along with scrambling medics. Nothing physical, but a bad state. I think he'll need to sit out next mission at best, counseling at worst." "Well let's hope that's all he'll need. I don't trust Kimblee farther than I can throw him. He's gotten too much pleasure out of this war." She said glaring towards the entrance of the tent. She turned back to Elias's shoulder once more.
After a few minutes she hah all the measurements she needed. "Alright that'll do it. Now you just take it easy Elias. I should have the arm ready by morning, after that it'll be good as new." She said with a smile. She turned to leave, only to remember the syringe. She grabbed it and handed it to a passing medic. "Could you examine this? I don't trust anything Solf Kimblee offered." She asked. The medic nodded and took the syringe. With that out of the way, Tasha left the tent and headed for her own to finish Elias's arm.