"I'd imagine so," she murmured, concentrating on her work, biting her lower lip. It was really disconcerting to be doing an operation on a talking patient. Extremely, really.
But she set about it, cutting out the ovary and watching the cut heal without stitches, which made her frown a bit, head tilting curiously.
"So you really need me? Not just...saying that because you feel sorry for me?"
She slid the forceps back, staring as her incision healed before her eyes.
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Date: 2008-01-07 11:32 pm (UTC)But she set about it, cutting out the ovary and watching the cut heal without stitches, which made her frown a bit, head tilting curiously.
"So you really need me? Not just...saying that because you feel sorry for me?"
She slid the forceps back, staring as her incision healed before her eyes.