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He blinked, clearly not expecting this reaction. "Miss...?"
She shrugged, clearly uncomfortable. "Depends on which time you're talking about. This is beside the point, though. I've always come to terms...
He seemed bewildered, blinking. "I'm terribly sorry, but I think you may have me confused for someone else. My name is Tuck. Who are you looking...
She fell silent, looking down at her tightly clasped hands. "I always knew that you had this," she said quietly. "This behavior. I just... I...
He raised a hand in surrender. "Ah, my apologies. Are you a nurse, then? Or are you visiting someone around here?"
She hesitated, dropping her hand. "I don't... I mean..." She exhaled, shaking her head. "I mean, God. We have kids, you know? And... I don't...
"An... accident?" he asked, terribly confused. He put his hand to his head, squinting in the light before looking at Avice. "Are you... are you...
She looked over at him, her hand trembling as she tentatively reached over to put her hand on his back. "Maybe... I don't know... maybe you could...
He jumped in surprise, looking down at her in confusion. "I, uh..." He seemed very uncertain, looking around the hospital. "I think... you...
His words did not seem to reassure her. "Francis, that's been a thing for you in the past," she said, her voice suddenly going faint. "You... I...
His eyes fluttered open and he sat up, pulling his hand away instinctively as he put his hand to his head.
Her gaze flickered up to him, and she was quiet for a moment. "I just... I don't understand how you could have possibly thought that what you...
Hours would have passed before he stirred, a small groan escaping his throat.
She clasped her hands worriedly, sitting in the chair slowly.
The doctor's room was overly warm. Jack was passed out in the bed, his lips slightly parted in sleep.
She came back in a couple minutes later, her brow furrowed. "Okay. Let's talk."
(Zoop?)
She was very clearly embarrassed, heading to the kitchen.
They glanced back at her, one eyebrow raised, before one of them nodded. "Okay, sweetie. No worries."
She set down the cello quickly, clearly flustered, the strings complaining as she set down the instrument heavily. She stood up, stepping away...
