Kate looked down in her lap she knew that first and from having to hold someone down. They had thought if the cut the chunk of bitten flesh out and cauterize the wound the person would live. It just didn’t work out that way and she was the only one brave enough to sit on the guys chest and finish the job. Poor guy died a few days after though the conditions they were in weren’t the cleanest. “I suppose you are right.. or maybe stubbornness.”
Kate laughed a little shaking her head as she poured them both a drink. Sitting the bottle on the table she picked up a glass. “Someone able to put up with stupidity with a smile or a grain of salt I guess. Maybe the willingness to learn how to care for others and make sure they survive.” Kate commented with a small shrug.















