As a member of her own military, Lightning had certainly seen far worse injuries and dealt far worse, too, which naturally meant she knew exactly how badly hurt the other woman must have been for her legs to be giving out on her like this. Her stern military training took over.

"Stop trying to stand by yourself. You're only going to make it worse." Lightning stood and glanced back at the attendant, her mind already working through a possible plan. "Spending hours here alone isn't an option." Not right then anyway.

"I'm going to speak with the attendant." She paused and glanced back down. "I'm Lightning. What name do you use?" Having already gone through this once before, Lightning knew the procedure. Getting this woman "registered" and acquiring a journal for her wouldn't be very difficult once Lightning had a name to work with.