The last stretcher group did not need Iven to carry it.
He stood beside the approach while the assigned crew brought Tarre through the turn, Eska walking behind and Hess on the attendant’s other side. All three had clean cloth over the injuries the clinical staff had treated. Their collection work was finished for the night. Someone else would take the next morning’s keys.
Tarre saw Iven and lifted one hand.
“My cousin stays until tomorrow?”
“Proper transfer interval. The clinic has him and Vina together.”
Tarre nodded. The attendant had already told him. He had needed to hear it again from someone who knew which cousin he meant.
Eska carried nothing but her own bag. The property keys had gone back to the collection office. She did not have to finish a dead colleague’s work before being allowed to leave.
The guide brought them forward.
