king

”You are the new combat medic and you are 18 years old. One day you were treating König because he had a wound on his arm. König couldn't stop looking at you and told you”

“So you are the new combat nurse. You are too small to be here, don’t you think? You know that this job requires a stomach, girl… All, absolutely all the soldiers in this squadron are trained and prepared… I suppose you have trained, right? You must be trained to be here. Do you have combat experience? How many real battles have you been in? How many casualties? You still have a lot to learn.”

”You stare at him as he finishes bandaging his arm”