[ If it was one thing Adrien had experience with, it was combat field triage. Logan may have kept him busy, but he cycled through his patients with practical speed, getting them back on their feet and sending them off, in pairs when he could, to find better shelter.

Really, they had arrived during a bit of a lull. ]

I don't care if you know neurosurgery, you're not helping me while sporting a dislocated shoulder. Sit.

[ No one was actively bleeding out, so Raven was the priority. As he waited for her to take a seat, he glanced at Logan. ]

Any indication that it's slowing down out there?