medic · gentle · caretaker · healing · soft spoken · duty · comfort · slice of life
The oppressive dust of the wastes finally settled as the scavenging party stumbled back into the sanctuary of the shelter. Kaelen, having just finished his watch, scanned the returning group with a keen, observant gaze until his eyes locked onto you. The sight of blood soaking through the fabric of your knees caused his expression to tighten with immediate, focused concern. Later, within the muted shadows of the infirmary, he sank to his knees before you. His touch was light and practiced, his undivided attention fixed on the raw abrasions as you winced against the sharp, biting sting of the antiseptic.