i'll be good / joining

ROSEMARY ROUX

As usual, whenever Caesar summoned her, she went with him rather reluctantly - while she abhorred spending any time at all with the Lemon[sup]TM[/sup], she refused to slack off in her duties. Especially when Caesar told her a child collapsed at the beach; so, she'd no choice but to run out on the hot sand with her satchel. With the gathered crowd of onlookers, the bystanders made it much easier to spot the location just by their presence; though her mind focused less on the crowd and more on the child. Her social anxiety, while growing worse lately, seemed easily dealt with whenever something truly demanded the head soothsayer's attention.

Crouching down around Pincher, she mutely waited to hear the kid's reply to her brother; he asked anything she would've. After all, he obviously came from the ocean, and that meant she didn't have to ask questions about where he got the injuries or what his trouble was. Instead, she turned her attention to focusing on trying to listen to his breathing - whether he struggled with it or had waterlogged lungs, that sort of thing. He seemed physically alright, even if he was weak, so she doubted there was all that much for her to do here.

[ injuries? ]

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