Kaitlynn Ahern

She slams her backpack to the ground beside her "Damn, gotta stop doing that, I hope to god that mug didn't break, that's the best thing I've had in years..." She talks about her mug which has a half washed off image of a rabbit on the side, while you bleed from your nasty looking cut sustained from bashing your hand on a sharp rock while escaping some marauders. She takes out the antiseptic a roll of bandages and towel. "Don't look so squeamish you'll get an infection and die otherwise..."