A well-articulated whisper said, You are forbidden to ask questions in this room. A pause then a tug. "But isn't this a lecture?" A ssssssh finger gesture.
"Look at these casualty figures."
People looked at their own paperwork at the follow-along information each had been presented.
"Now look up here. Used to be a chalkboard for me." Person fumbled with a clicker. Looked at watch. Looked at clockwall and back at watch. "Anyway," tried to toss the clicker away but it had been glued to hand. "Comparing data from the Great War and the Second World War with Vietnam..." Looked at personal notes. "With Our Services in command, here and there, MOST of the most seriously wounded and actual deaths took place in the first battles."
A medical technician neared the desk behind which the person was standing and lecturing. Tapped on his watch. "That time already? And I was," person cleared throat, "Just starting to learn something new." Person snatch-grabbed a fitted-to-arm crutch, shifted weight off a leg, leaned after thinking about it, and exited the room.
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