WITH FEELING // SAGE TRYOUT

[PEPPINO]

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He was terrified. Anxiety, he knew, and he had read a bit on its effects, its causes, its treatments- but this was not so serious. Pip was only nervous, and he attempted to reassure himself, reasoning that it would be all right if someone else was chosen instead, and that he could still work on improving for the next time, whenever that would be. A mistake was not the end of the world, now was it? Everyone made mistakes, and yet, Pip recognized that mistakes in the medical field had a greater potential for dangerous results, possibly even death. He knew that. Pip wasn't attempting this ignorantly, believing it would be all roses and sunshine, bending over small scrapes and giving remedies for colds. Especially not here, where people lived rougher lives. He could be soaked in blood attempting to stem an open wound, or- or pumping fluid out of someone's lung. He didn't know how to do that last part.

Inhaling a bit shakily, Pip straightened his small display he would use for the instruction. He had a neat pile of plantain leaves of various sizes, cloth, boiled cloth, and mesh he had made from plantains, though he wasn't too satisfied with it. At least it was better than the first time he made it, because that was a disaster.

Resisting the temptation to fidget, Pip tentatively cleared his throat. "Uh, if you have some free time, I will be holding a bandage instruction. I'd like a few volunteers." He forcibly kept his shoulders from hunching. "No one will be harmed, of course, that would be- counterproductive."
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