Inigo Montoya
Character
Washing his hands in warm water and then pouring alcohol to sterilize them, Inigo wiped the residue on a dry white hospital towel before taking a break. The ward had been busy, the flow of patients during the domination left the staff short handed, and after assuring them he knew what he was doing, they reluctantly allowed him to help.
Most of the adult patients were afraid he would hurt them more, so he worked on those who were either unconscious or too stunned to care. But it was the children where he had the most success, singing simple nursery songs to them seemed to make the nightmares go away. Taking his sitar, he plucked a few strings as he thought to himself, why was so much destruction and pain necessary in the first place.
Most of the adult patients were afraid he would hurt them more, so he worked on those who were either unconscious or too stunned to care. But it was the children where he had the most success, singing simple nursery songs to them seemed to make the nightmares go away. Taking his sitar, he plucked a few strings as he thought to himself, why was so much destruction and pain necessary in the first place.