all these violent means -- first aid training

[nemhain.]

Nemhain felt comfortable, settled in her spot beside Rin and observing the event that was now going on. Sure, it was true that she would probably not learn much that she didn't know from somebody she shared a mind with, but that didn't mean that she couldn't assist in some way. If she offered up her answers for Rin's questions, then she could at least be used as an example, even if she fudged a couple of questions on purpose so that others could answer them. After all, it wouldn't be fair if she just stole the show because she knew what was going on in Rin's head. As she waited and watched Rin prepare and fidget, the large bird felt a small smile come to her beak, more and more people approaching for the medical training. She was glad that it was popular, considering that it was better for everyone to be educated in at least a little bit of first aid, rather than only a few select people. After all, what if those medics ended up sick, or suddenly disappeared or died? They'd be up shit's creek without a paddle, and Nemhain wasn't in a rush to see such a thing happen. Perhaps it was a bit of a morbid reason to be happy, but Nem didn't really mind, the persona offering a nod to each of the other's that approached, reciting their names in her head to remind herself of them, without relying on Rin's memories. Sanzu, Mercer, Mistrim, Lemy.

Once everyone had settled and Rin had ignored Lemy's little passive aggressive – or really just aggressive – snarky comment, the lesson had begun, and Nemhain made sure to listen closely, even if she was just reviewing already obtained info. The knowledge of using bandages to stop bleeding was hardly anything too advanced, but Nem was still glad it was being taught, since she had seen at least a couple of poor souls fumbling around with bandages, without a clue in the world about what the hell to do with them. She watched as Rin pressed the bandages down on the dummy, trying to imagine her own long and sturdy talons pressing on someone in a similar way. It would probably be far from pleasant, but this was just in case of an emergency, after all. When Rin questioned the group, Nem waited a moment before shifting a wing up to show she wanted to answer, "I'd assume when there's something in the wound, lady Rin? Like a broken bone, or something along those lines? Since you don't want to shove it in deeper, or pierce something." It seemed like a simple enough answer to her, but she also knew there were other circumstances as well.