#23
Jacob smiled at his young companion when he noticed Charon, who had been bringing injured folks to him. "Damn, kid, that's a crazy-useful summon. Creepy as all hell, but...woulda saved me a lot of trouble if I had something like that." Moving on to the next patient, Jacob sighed. "I'm sorry....this is going to hurt." Jerking the woman's arm violently to the side, an audible cracking sound was nearly instantly drowned out by her screaming. "Had to set the bone. Times like these I'm real glad the Army teaches ya this kinda basic stuff." Forcing a smile as he started to heal the damaged bone, he sighed and laid her down. "My apologies again, but do not, under any circumstances barring an immediate threat to your life, move from this position. The bone is properly set, but I don't have the materials to make a splint. I'd heal it fully, but I can't afford to do so just yet. I'll be back to you in a little bit, don't worry. You'll be alright, just follow your friendly neighborhood field medic's orders and you got nothing to worry about."
A hail of gunfire broke his concentration on the next patient, and Jacob was up and running before the fourth shot was off. His rucksack at his side and open now, a large combat knife appeared from the bag as Jack approached the gunfire, ready for a fight. When he got there, the fight was already done. The gunmen were suspended in the air in a pair of bubbles that were filled with water. Sighing, he stashed the knife away and looked around. He had three choices:
A. Comfort Jade, the girl he realized he'd healed from the massive ice javelin, and who had given him the advice to get away from the murder scene recently.
B. Take over healing the gunshot victim. However, there was little reason to do so. His experience wasn't necessary here, any half-baked healer could take care of that.
C. Confront the shooters and try to prevent something like this from happening again. On a second glance, that seemed to be getting done as is. Progress was definitely slow, but at least the gunshots stopped.
His decision was made for him, then.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he walked over to Jade and gently tapped her shoulder. "Hey. Listen, if it means anything, I get why you did that. I can tell you this: given the circumstances...I probably would have done the same thing. They were a threat, and that threat had to be taken care of. Maybe your methods were a bit harsh in hindsight, MAYBE, but nobody else got hurt, and when the time came, you stopped. That's important. I knew a guy..." A scene of a desert, smoke and fire in the background, repeated in his mind. "Correction: I served with a guy. We....the Army Rangers are the guys they send in to handle serious messes. We make very, very difficult decisions under very, very difficult circumstances. I still lose sleep over what we did plenty of the time. Can't get over it, probably never will. But you don't gotta go down that road. It's okay. It's okay. You did what you had to do, and nothing more. You didn't kill them, even if you felt like you wanted to. They tried to murder that guy. They were scared, but that doesn't make what they did okay." Sighing, he shook his head. "Was that a bit too much? I can never tell in this kinda situation."