"Who did they end up assigning Harry to? Laurel?" She was already standing and walking over to the other two healers before he could answer but he quickly stood and followed her. Within the first five minutes Andrews, a young man still in training, had tripped on a set of stone stairs not too far from their Triage location. In an attempt to break his fall, he had managed to dislocate his shoulder and the first casualty of night chalked up to clumsiness. 