Carter and Tuya were coming down the hall and shouting was getting very loud. There was one woman that was clearly crying. A man that was shouting and matching Hethen's raised voice telling him that he had to wait. The man was holding a child in his arms that appeared to be unresponsive, and then there were two others behind them, an older-looking man who was supporting a woman that clearly struggled to stand on her own.
"No! We have been waiting! No one has come, no one has helped us! She is dying in my arms, you get the healer!" The man shouted in Hethen's face who was clearly stopping him from coming forward.
"They are working as fast and hard as they can. You know this, there is nothing different here than at home. We will come to get you…" Hethen said standing firm with his brother. Carter was running forward now down the hall now. It was obvious that the child was in desperate need.
