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Skyright watched Xel staring out the window. He was whispering something, and playing with three superballs, spinning them in his hands as he watched outside. Following Xel's gaze, Skyright saw several figures outside in the rain. It was hard to see them. Were they a gang of some kind, or just ordinary people who needed the hospital?
In either case, Skyright knew he would probably be able to help. He hoped it wouldn't come to a fight, but if it did.....
His hand was already reaching for the collapsible staff holstered on his leg. He didn't like weapons much, but at least unlike a gun or sword, a staff could stop someone without killing them.
He hoped he wouldn't need it though. Hurting people, even bad people, wasn't something Skyright enjoyed. His hands were meant to save lives, and change lives, but never to take them.
Silently, he signaled to the woman handing out supplies, showing her the people outside. At least now, no matter what happened, they would be ready.