Alexander had been throwing himself at as many problems as he possibly could today. Evacuations, looters, clearing debris, and much more. Back home, he could have probably managed all of this without much effort, but here, his strength and stamina weren't much more than that of a mortal's, and he couldn't simply drink from his Estus flask or cast a healing miracle to mend his wounds.

He was nearly at his limit.

Still, he chose to press on.

He landed near Marinette just as the rescue workers were moving off with the last of the rescued survivors. He could see the fatigue and, more importantly, the growing concern in the girl's expression. He'd seen that expression before far too many times.

"Don't think too much on it, lass. You're too young to carry a burden like that."

He'd seen far too many bright, hopeful individuals crushed under the weight of the world. It wasn't a pleasant sight.

"Here," he said, pulling out a small bundle of green, dried herbs from a pouch at his belt. "Green Blossom. Chew on it for a few seconds, it should help with the fatigue."

He'd relied on the bitter herb in desperate moments like this to get a second wind. It wasn't much, but in a fight for your life, it could be a life saver. He only had a small handful left, but the Legion technical crew assured him that in his wing of the
Habitat section could definitely grow some more.

"Catch your breath, I'll go on ahead. Catch up to me when you're ready. No point in getting yourself killed, understand?"

Alexander was one to talk, of course.