[After that comment, Page turns her attention to her pack for want of...something to do; she'll make her way around to check on the wounded in a moment, but for now, she's gently placing what look to be grenades on the ground in front of her, counting them as she goes.]
...four, five, six...
[...seven. Seven left. Hopefully she'll be able to use the others as effectively. Feel free to come and talk to her; she already knew how many grenades were left in the set, this is just...de-stressing.]
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...four, five, six...
[...seven. Seven left. Hopefully she'll be able to use the others as effectively. Feel free to come and talk to her; she already knew how many grenades were left in the set, this is just...de-stressing.]