"I have plenty of medical training. My father was the doctor in a Vault and I paid a lot of attention."

"I have plenty of medical training. My father was the doctor in a Vault and I paid a lot of attention." Madeline said eagerly. And it was true. She had received plenty of highly professional medical advice and training from her father in the vault. She paid attention and could help most patients, even if they lacked the best medical facilities she was better than most wasteland quacks by a mile. Argyle eyed her up, this time certainly assessing her medical abilities.

"Very well." he said "Lets see what you can do."

Madeline proceeded--under the very watchful eye of Argyle--to administer medical aid to some of the wounded. She did a thorough job and when she had finished she received Argyle's praise.

"You do know what you are talking about." he said with a smile "I hope you can help me out more this coming week if you don't mind."

"No problem." Madeline said as she washed her hands with soapy water from a basin.

Helping out medically meant that each patient was able to sing her praises and Argyle was able to pass a good word to Pearl.