Blame it on the overwhelming crush of people, or the joy of victory, but Martha was paying less attention than she should have been. It was all autopilot at this point, really. Check patient chart, check vitals, small talk, rinse, repeat.

Now would have been a good time to pay attention.

Walking up to the Master's cot she grabbed the chart and gave it a good study, speaking as she checked.

"Right, how are you feeling?"