Drabble: Just the One

Iman checked for life signs because it was protocol, but she could tell the man was dead. She had developed a sense for when there was life present. Noting that he, at least, had no immediate need of her services, she then checked the scene for people who could use her skills.

A suit appeared before her, with an air of displaced authority.

"Any other casualaties sir?" she asked.

"Some minor cuts and bruises," he said. "Just the one the death."

Iman said nothing. Just the one was one too many. She saw her feelings mirrored on the suit's face.