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WHO: Wen Ning and everyone
WHERE: Main part of the city or the woods
WHAT: Exploring the land and collecting plants used for healing purposes.
WHEN: Current
WARNINGS: None at the moment will update when necessary

Wen Ning was starting to understand the layout of the land better and the city. He managed to even make a few connections. Things were starting to look promising, but he still couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness and not knowing anything in this foreign land. He had never left far from home like this before. For the millionth time since his arrival, he wished his sister was here with him. It felt strange not being with her.

With his temporarily made bag, Wen Ning continued to pick up various plants that could be used for medicine and healing. There were many plants he wasn't too familiar with and there were some that he knew. However, based on the knowledge he had he managed to pick up the ones he felt were safe. He hoped someone here could tell him what they were.

For the most part he kept to himself silently observing everyone and gaining information that way. When he did venture into the crowds he made sure to be polite and cause any trouble. Only gathering information or providing the little bit of information he had.

He had been told there was a hospital here, and he wanted to go find that place. Perhaps, he could lend them his knowledge and help this way. He tried to make sure his black and maroon robes were presentable. They were starting to look worn and had dirt stains and tears. Hanging at his waist was his sword as well. It would have to do. He asked people for the direction of the hospital and where he could find a place to stay. He only hoped they would take him in and if what he knew would be beneficial for them.

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"No, Jon had been asking me what I was capable of doing and seemed genuinely interested. He had expressed desire to move back to the library where he felt more comfortable there. It was your patient."

Wen Ning quietly explained in honest answers as he was always known for. "I can understand that a patient can be upset and rude when in pain or in a situation they don't wish to be in. But there's a difference from being rude to insulting.

I had met him when I first arrived here and he seemed supportive. I thought I could trust him. I suppose I was wrong."

"Tony?" They only had the one after all. Billy gave an understanding hum, but looked conflicted.

"Can I-?" he gestured to the space beside Wen Ning for permission before taking a seat.

"Both my parents are doctors. Different kinds, but...same kind of stress. My dad always said that being a doctor you saw people at their very best, and their very worst, and that the hardest part of it was that you had to carry through and be strong however hard it was. You're going to deal with people at their most hurt, and their most vulnerable, and they might lash out. They might hate you in that moment. But it's your job to be there for them. It's a really hard job..."

He offered a small smile. "You're allowed to be upset, but...if you want to do this, you need to push through. We could definitely use the help. But if you aren't able to take the bad with the good then...it's going to be really tough for you."

He gave a nod and moved over to allow him to sit. He gave a curious glance at the other the connection that he came from a family of healers held his attention.

"My family are healers. My sister is the best doctor in the clan. She's been teaching me everything I know since I was young enough to learn. I understand what you are saying and it's true. My sister wouldn't have allowed for him to speak in such a manner."

There was obvious pride of his family and sister when he spoke. He became more sombre though when he continued into a darker subject.

"There are things that have happened back home...things that my clan did that weren't good. At home people don't like me because I'm a part of the clan. They don't care that I'm a healer and had done a lot to help those in need that just weren't my clan. I didn't participate in the atrocities they had committed. Not only do I have to deal with their view of my clan, but I am also dealing with my clan's view of me....which is very little."

He noted that tears were streaking down his face and paused to try and recollect himself. He was embarrassed by this public display and for always being emotional.

"I just wanted to try and help others prove that my sister's time teaching me wasn't wasted. I had hoped that my actions here could hope to atone for what my clan has done at home. But it seems that even here I can't even get a chance to prove myself, people are already judging me for something that I can't control."

Billy offered a calm, sympathetic presence, letting the other speak, magicking up a tissue to offer him with a nod.

"Look...no one here knows your past. You get to build yourself into whoever you want to be. And if you want to help people that's amazing. And yeah...people are always going to judge you...or give you a rough time sometimes, but you have to stick to what it is you want to do, and if that's help people, then you do it...no matter what."

Billy wasn't usually the sort for giving these sorts of pep talks, he always thought that was more of Cap's area of expertise. But...it seemed important.

"You keep trying. Because if this is really what you want to do, there are going to be some horrible, awful days, and you have to be able to do what needs doing anyway, even when you're hurting."

He looked up surprised at the fact that Billy could magic up the tissue. He hesitantly took it and briefly studied it before using it to dry his face.

"But what if someone did come from home? I wanted to show them that they were wrong that we weren't all these evil people. And what if a patient doesn't want me to treat them? What do you do then?" He quietly asked the uncertainly still lingering.

"You can't always change how other people see you. You just...try your best and hopefully they'll see," Billy reasoned. It wasn't a perfect answer, but it was the truth.

"And if someone really doesn't want your help...it depends. If you're the only one there between life and death, I'd say you help them anyways. Some people might disagree. And if you've got help, then...pass the baton, do what you can. People aren't always going to accept your help, but you keep offering it just the same. Dad had plenty of people throwing slurs at him, and...worse, but...he said it wasn't up to him to pass judgement. They still deserved his help."

He gave a nod in understanding. He had been taught that actions always spoke louder then words and over time they would show the true nature of the person. But it was up to others to see that many were often too blinded by their own thoughts and views to see what was before them.

He didn't understand the term slur, but the rest of the statement helped him piece together what it meant.

"I want to help. I don't think I can stand by and not help." he replied in a renewed determined voice.

"Good," Billy flashes a congratulatory smile, "We need more people helping. Just...hold on to that feeling, okay? Don't get put out so easily next time." He gave him a brief pat on his shoulder, and stood. "...I gotta go deliver this food to everyone before it gets too cold. You wanna come in with me, or do you need a bit more time?"

He gave a small smile back in return. "I should go inside, prolonging this would only make it worse..."

As he got up he gave bow of thanks toward Billy. "Thank you for taking the time to approach me. There is a lot I have to adjust to here."

"Mm, don't worry about it, everyone has a tough time adjusting," he reassured, shifting his bags to one arm so he can offer his hand to shake. "I'm Billy, by the way. Good to meet you."

"My full name is Wen Qionglin. Otherwise I typically go by Wen Ning. My clan is known as the Wen clan." he explained.

He stared at the hand and remembered Tony having done the same thing. It was a handshake their way of greeting people. He awkwardly returned the unfamiliar gesture as he shook Billy's hand.