As Karya finished checking on Allura's condition, her expression remained perfectly neutral.
No shift of good or bad.
No on else would've been able to tell a difference. . . but Allura has seen Karya has never allowed herself to show worry. A furrowed brow, a slight frown, a nervous tick in the voice.
These were all signs that could shatter a patient's courage faster than any wound. This shattering could quickly spiral into something far worse as fear and panic take hold.
As a healer, as someone who's responsible for Life, Karya made sure not to make a bad expression when treating her patients.
She wanted them to feel safe while she operated on them, to know that everything was under control. To know that they had a chance of recovering.
At first, she tried to keep a smile whenever she could. Soft, gentle, reassuring.
