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Reese awoke the next morning at the inn, feeling how sore his shoulder was, though it did appear to be bandaged, guess someone had patched him up a little as he rested, “Well at least I'm not dead, guess I should see how everyone else is.” He spoke to himself, standing up, wincing a little as he put pressure on his ankle, that was going to be sore for a while, but at least he was okay.

He soon exited the inn, noticing some people starting to clean up the streets a little, some of them looked a bit injured still and told them that if they needed any kind of medical attention, he would help them. Didn't take long for people to start coming to him, they were mostly just cuts and scratches, but at least they were alive, he was glad about that, though he couldn't help but feel guilty on his own part, the other group of raiders that were here was because of him, sure it was justified in defending himself, but he had started to regret not killing the ones he had let live, if so maybe the damage wouldn't have been so severe.

It took him about an hour to finish treating the people that had approached him, he was glad no one was harmed more seriously, though he couldn't help but look regretfully at some of the bodies that had been placed near one another as the town continued to be cleaned up, well as best they could anyways. He glanced over when he saw Aurora and her sister as well as Chase and Brick on the streets and walked best he could, though it was still a limp, no doubt he'd need to clean his wounds later, but for now, he felt that they were alright.

“Hey, how are you guys? If anyone needs their wounds looked at, I can take a look and see how they are.” He was sure a lot of them were still sore and even if they weren't that injured, it was still best to look them over, just to make sure that they didn't get an infection, he may not have had a lot of medical supplies, but he could make do with what little he had in his bag.