"I'm chief nurse at a mobile army surgical hospital. I've seen my fair share of blood and horrific battle wounds." She states the information in a level, if slightly annoyed tone. She jabs a bloodied finger in Norton's chest. "And if we're planning on working together in this--in this hellhole, you're gonna have to tell me what you're capable of, buster. And don't try me with that librarian crap, again!"

Lord, she's persistent. If there's anything Major Margaret "Hot Lips" Houlihan was ever known for, it's her bullheadedness. She's hardly paying any attention to the stranger currently sopping up the blood on the carpet.