Kagura glanced worriedly between Bridget and the new person, watching as Bridget's condition seemed to grow worse and worse. When the man told her she'd done an alright job of helping Bridget, her face broke into a haphazard smile and tears dotted the edge of her vision. Really? She'd helped him?

When she was assigned to the new task, she went about it with diligence, carefully dabbing at the boy's wounds with her makeshift disinfectant. It didn't look like the bleeding had stopped yet though, which seemed cause for worry. "Is.. is he going to be okay?" she asked in a tiny, shy voice.