Galatea had heard the gist of things. It seemed Winter needed her assistance in curing something- Life would certainly do the job, though she wondered if her Life magic was strong enough- or if such a job could be accomplished by her lonesome.
Today she wore a business-casual dress, and carried a purse. If they were going to a hospital, it seemed fitting. While most of her scientific and medical knowledge was focused on animals, some things would transition.
"Winter. I assume you have a plan?" She would need a more detailed briefing than the string of texts she'd received, and subtlety seemed something up his alley. Unless it was in the shadows stalking prey, her stealthy capabilities were... Likely not as efficient as a member of an order with the word "Veil" in it's title.
Galatea had little issue with hospitals- the only risk was the temptation to heal, but... Well, she was rather numb to such suffering.
Equipment: Copper Mirror, Cell phone, Ink Pen, thick sharpee, college pathology textbook