"You've got to be more careful!" Wendy scolded, lighting a couple candles and holding the finger up to the light.
Katie pouted. "I was being careful! Really careful! I think the glass just moved to get me."
Wendy looked up, raising a skeptical eyebrow. "Sure. Now hold still."
"Kay. I'm holdin--ow!"
"Got it." Wendy held a tiny piece of glass in a pair of tweezers, dropping it into a nearby dustbin. "No, no moving. We still need to wrap it up."
"Wrap it up? It isn't even bleeding!"
Wendy shook her head. "It'll bleed if you squeeze it, and we need to make sure it doesn't get infected anyhow. Here... hold still..." she wrapped a bit of cloth around Katie's finger. "There. Better."
Crossing her arms, Katie gave Wendy a look. "Okay. Can I go back to work now?"
"Only if you promise to be more careful."
"I was being careful! Really, really careful!"
Wendy smiled and ruffled Katie's hair. "Alright. Get your work done; unless you don't want to come with me and Ara tonight."
"I'm going! I'm going!" Katie ran off to go finish her job.
Standing up, Wendy put away her medical supplies and took a quick breather. She'd already finished all her duties that day, and had collected her weekly wage from the taskmaster. That combined with the pocket change she'd kept on her was enough to take the three of them out tonight. Hopefully she wouldn't need it for anything else later on.
"Hey, uhh... Wendy?"
She turned around. "Umm... oh, Sarah? What is it?"
"Uhh..." Sarah held up a bleeding finger sheepishly.
Wendy furrowed her brow, then sighed. "Alright. Come here. Stars, I didn't ask to be a doctor as well as a waitress..."