It's not an unusual sight for her. She's shared communal showers with other Judges. North's body wouldn't be out of place on a twenty year man's. He isn't quite that old, but she imagines that the military tends to be a bit more active in some regards.

Grunting, she sets to work. At least the knife wounds were pretty clean. Spray them down with a sterilizing solution, wipe off the blood, make sure there's no debris, simply coat them with spray-on skin and bandages for the neater ones, staple the nastier ones closed. "There are better ways to get an introduction, you know." Talking might distract him from her work. She's trying to be gentle, but that only goes so far in situations like this. "A 'hey, you' would've worked just fine."

Mm. Some of these were pretty deep. "I don't have anything to see if he got anything important inside, so your top priority now is going to be getting out of the building to get to the medics." Y'know. Once she's done making sure North isn't going to bleed to death on his way there.