Who: Thomas and Annaliese
What: Patching Up
When: Early Afternoon
Where: Anywhere But Here
This was his part, sitting at the makeshift 'command' of the civilian groups going out. For once he was the support, not one of those heading out for recon, or ambush, or hitting some enemy camp. It had been offered, but Thomas understood himself well enough to want to avoid being one of those who actively chased demons with individuals who looked too trigger happy for his own good.
The extension of his abilities, the growth, rather, so recent, still had him adjusting to the brightness of it. His healing spells had always been decent, but now were stronger, faster, and easier to perform. And in a Healer capacity, he could be of the most help, even if most of it was waiting around for someone wounded to come in. He could handle waiting, much of his years in Iraq and Afghanistan had been endless hours of waiting, punctuated by brief periods of violence.
Han whined low in his throat as he sat on the floor beside his Witch, '
Boring. This is incredibly boring, even for you."