I was so embarrassed. These poor soldiers were here suffering, and living in this smell, and I hadn't even lasted a few seconds.
When finally, my stomach was empty, I stood up straight and took the handkerchief Nolan offered me, while he handed the bedpan back to Marla.
"Are you alright?" Nolan asked me, his body tense.
I nodded, but I still felt queasy.
"Here Luna," Marla passed me a water and some clear liquid, "Once you have some water, placed a bit of the cream under your nose. It'll stop the smell."
"Thanks," I said, before draining the entire glass, and applied the clear cream, blocking off the horrific smells of the ward.
After handing Marla the glass back, I tucked Nolan's handkerchief into my pocket.
"I'll wash it return it to you." I told him, and he nodded.
When I looked
