Fresnes, Planet New Paris, Ill-De-France
06/5/741 A.G.S, 20:54
"Doctor's a doctor." Bernard thought to himself, perhaps dying quickly would be better anyways, Steiner's calm attitude certainly didn't discourage him either. Bernard walked over, leaning against the wall as he stumbled onto the bed and shut his eyes for a second. Steiner responded by looking over his head, making mixed facial expressions as he saw each of Bernard's injuries. He had no tools, nothing at his disposal, maybe the guards would...
Bernards breathing began to distance, and soon he laid back without response. He was unconscious. Steiner's immediate thought was to notify the guards, maybe they spared some ounce of dignity in the event something like this happened. Just as he stood up to yell however, the door slid open.
A guard walked in, followed by a red haired woman wearing an unmarked uniform. She had some sort of fancy sidearm holstered at her waist, she looked very old fashioned.
They're yours. So long as the Nobility allows it.
Following the guard's exit from the room. The red haired woman walked in further, reacting in shock at Bernard's condition. Her expression changed as she looked up at Steiner, the shock immediately recoiled into words.