Niesha
Location: Infirmary (building 1)
Jack’s words inspired fear and worry in Niesha, the thought that Tatiana was hurt, badly, and hadn’t made it to the infirmary, nearly had her heading back for the door, to make sure she hadn’t passed out somewhere along the way, before realising that surely Jack would have come upon her on his way over. She stopped, hesitating.
At the sound of the doors opening, Niesha looked, revealing Froggy, and the alright Tatiana. She nodded at his words, going to do what he had asked, making a mental note to also check how much they had left of the medication, in case she had to make some more later.
"Sure" she started to say, but Tatiana's words stopped her short. It wasn’t that she was expecting a greeting, or anything like that, but .... midwife, her? There'd been pregnant women in the community... but she hadn't had to deal with the delivery, and it threw her off guard.
”Oh, um, congrats, and… “ her words trailed off, as she realised that maybe Tatiana wanted a woman there with her, and not a man who had become close to her, as close as family.
It would be awkward, in that case… So she could step up… and it would be good to know how to help deliver a baby, in case…
In case something happened to the only doctor they had that was worth a grain of salt. And besides, women had been having babies for years. How hard could it be, to help with it all? So she nodded and said
”I’d be happy to be your midwife” before she continued on to get the supplies for Tatiana to take home. It took her a moment or two to retrieve what Froggy wanted, in which time she forgot to check the supplies, instead just gathering them up, and returning to them.
”be careful, okay? Foot wounds are a bit difficult- it’s in a place we regularly use to walk. I once had someone come into the pharmacy with a gouge in between their toes. Took forever to heal, so stay off your foot for a few days at least.” She said, not even aware that she was going to say that, and it took her by surprise. A little awkward, she held out the supplies,
”um. If you need anymore, let me know. As long as we have the stuff to make it, should be alright”