Era was shocked when Charles spoke, they had worked in silence since she came in from the cold. She took a glance down at her wrist and frowned, her skin was a deep purple and blue. "Great" she mumbled under her breath before wrapping her sleeve around the area.
"Um thanks" Era whispered, her head was down and she was staring intently at her beaten up black shoes. The required footwear was white nursing shoes but she ignored the policy and wore her black shoes. At first she had done it as a rebellious thing but later did it as a gesture to the deceased. Black was the color they wore to the funeral afterall.