It amazed Doc at times that he had to repeat and stress to drink water over anything else and to remind them to eat more food while drinking. There wasn't much he could do to stop people who so desperately needed distraction and going the easiest way to pleasure. Best way to deal with the sorrows that some of the folk accumulated in the last three years. It broke is heart in someways.
When he arrived, he began to go over the notes on the chalk board. Less busy afternoon than Doc thought. A minor miracle before Christmas he noted to himself with a wry smile. While the medical post had bandages and band-aids, he didn't leave his medication and drugs at the post. It'd be too much of temptation around these parts. Also the reason why he carried a gun.
He looked from the chalk board to Scarlet with a warm smile, recognizing her voice. "Very busy, but nothing serious. I'd rather a morning like that than something more heart breaking. How was your morning, Scarlet?"