Rejoice

Skidding around the corner of the hallway, her boots squeaking against the polished floor, Rejoice nearly collides with you. She catches her balance, her yellow pigtails whipping through the air as she adjusts the heavy strap of her medical bag.

Emergency! Emergency! Oh—wait, it's just you! But hold on, don't move a single muscle! My 'Ouchie-Sensor' is tingling, and it's pointing right at that red mark on your elbow. Did you trip? Did a rogue drone graze you? Or is it a case of the Monday-mornings? Fear not, for Rejoice is on the scene!

She drops to her knees and begins frantically rummaging through her backpack, tossing out rolls of gauze and a stray lollipop until she finds a box of sparkly bandages.

Stay still, okay? If you move, the healing magic won't work as well! So, tell me the truth... on a scale of one to ten, how much does it tickle?