11-11-2022, 01:42 PM
Godric just made a noncommittal noise when she said she would fix his hand and other injuries when they got to the infirmary. His first priority was her, of course. That was the right thing to do. She was hurt considerably more than he was. Especially depending on how injured her head were. He'd seen men take a hit to the head and seem perfectly fine and then never wake up the next morning. If that were to happen now, his friends would never forgive him. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself, to be honest. She was young and had people depending on her. Her loss would be wide felt, something he simply couldn't allow.
As they headed up the stairs, he cursed the changing stairs. While it had seemed brilliant when Rowena had first suggested it, now that he was trying to get somewhere, it was simply a pain in the arse.
Fortunately, the infirmary wasn't far and with his well collected memory (for now, at least), they were able to make it there in short order. Once inside the room, Godric lie her out on one of the beds as far from the door as possible. They didn't need someone walking in needing help, only to find their healer out of commission. At least with her away from the door, he would have time to summon Rowena for help while he stalled whomever it was.
"Stay here, I'll get you some water and then we can move on from there. Do not go to sleep, no matter how much you want to!" He insisted, rushing towards her desk where he could see the table where the pitcher of water and goblets were waiting for someone in need of them. His hands shook a little as he poured while he silently scolded himself. It was just - every time he needed to play healer - it was because the situation was life and death. While that wasn't the case right now, it just brought back all those moments.
His hand still quaking a little, he returned to the bed where he had deposited Astrid. Kneeling down by her bedside, his hand went behind her head to gently support it while raising the cup to her lips. If she was dizzy, it might be hard to drink on her own and he didn't want her to spill all over the place. She obviously had her pride but, as Godric had learned, they all needed help once in a while. It took real strength to ask for help when you needed it instead of just blustering through.
Though, while he'd learned the lesson, he often had trouble applying it to his own life. Instead, he encouraged this fact to anyone he thought needed it.
As they headed up the stairs, he cursed the changing stairs. While it had seemed brilliant when Rowena had first suggested it, now that he was trying to get somewhere, it was simply a pain in the arse.
Fortunately, the infirmary wasn't far and with his well collected memory (for now, at least), they were able to make it there in short order. Once inside the room, Godric lie her out on one of the beds as far from the door as possible. They didn't need someone walking in needing help, only to find their healer out of commission. At least with her away from the door, he would have time to summon Rowena for help while he stalled whomever it was.
"Stay here, I'll get you some water and then we can move on from there. Do not go to sleep, no matter how much you want to!" He insisted, rushing towards her desk where he could see the table where the pitcher of water and goblets were waiting for someone in need of them. His hands shook a little as he poured while he silently scolded himself. It was just - every time he needed to play healer - it was because the situation was life and death. While that wasn't the case right now, it just brought back all those moments.
His hand still quaking a little, he returned to the bed where he had deposited Astrid. Kneeling down by her bedside, his hand went behind her head to gently support it while raising the cup to her lips. If she was dizzy, it might be hard to drink on her own and he didn't want her to spill all over the place. She obviously had her pride but, as Godric had learned, they all needed help once in a while. It took real strength to ask for help when you needed it instead of just blustering through.
Though, while he'd learned the lesson, he often had trouble applying it to his own life. Instead, he encouraged this fact to anyone he thought needed it.
