"How have our poor agents been doing?"
Reign and Warren, who were conversing earlier about Reign's task, looked to the side where the door was when it opened. They were currently in the Agency's clinic which was just also the last room on the second floor, they both have gauzes, patches, wounds, and bruises on their body, and Reign was also complaining to Warren about how she hated with just the thought of them leaving ugly scars on her body to which Warren would just snort and complain the same thing as if they were having a competition of who had the most scars at the end of the day.
They saw four people came in, and the two nurses tending on them currently and cleaning their wound suddenly felt suffocated by how big these people inside with them, they hastily finish their task and too
