Elvira/Violet.
This was one of the few venues in which Violet seemed at ease. Gone were the harsh lines in her face, the sternness that came with her position. There was no use for force here; the children were eager to speak and be spoken to. It was a rare thing to have them get out line. They were nothing like the stubborn Gardists that Violet had accustomed to.
And so she genuinely smiled at Elvira's confession. "You'll learn," Violet said to the younger woman with a small nod.
"Now," Violet clasped her hands together as she moved closed to the little tea party that had been set up. "Do we have patients that need tending to?" She asked the children, who seemed to brighten as Violet pulled a needle kit from one of her bags. "We can't be having tea before we've fixed up our friends." She turned to Elvira and motioned for her to follow before taking a seat.