“Perfect!” would she actually plan a trip? Probably. She was due for some time off and away from work, and going overseas seemed like the perfect excuse.
And then….chaos.
But chaos can be controlled, and it was something she was used to dealing with. Try running a trauma bay and keeping your cool.
Internally, she sighs. But just as quickly, goes into doctor mode. Kneeling down, yes, in her dress, a hand was placed on the girls back gently. A soft smile offered, “Hi, I’m Amber, a doctor, can I help you up?” and will help the girl up, calling for some wet towels and ice as she moves her towards a seat. Once seated, “I’m just going to gently press on your nose and the face around it, to see if it’s broken.” Gentle hands press on the nose, feeling for any crunch, and didn’t find any. “Good news? It’s not broken. Bad news? You’re probably going to have two black eyes, but a good story to tell.” The towels were used to wipe her face, then ice in a towel was placed on the nose.
The Acanthus never lost her cool, her voice had grown softer when she spoke with the woman, trying to calm her and bring the situation under control.