( Angela is someone who always had to look for the finer details— she had to stop others from marching on with their troops and tend to their injuries they tried to hide from the medics, had to weasel out the truth from children who were afraid to admit to others in the vicinity, had to find ways to communicate with rural villages and tribes and earn their trust for simple vaccinations deep in South American mountains and African jungles.
A doctor's job is never done. Or something along those lines. She doesn't mind; she's just very good at it, which means his attempts to skirt her eye aren't terribly successful, and for that she'd likely find it in her to apologize. She doesn't let it flavor the way she treats him; she's the same as before, just as patient and just as kind, and that little bit playful that says I'm not taking you lightly at all.
He's a good kid. )
I always enjoy the early mornings the most; they're about as peaceful as can be. You're always welcome to come visit even if it's just to have breakfast and a hot cup of coffee with me, you know.
( But as for the strange word, that mischief rears its head in the twinkle of her eye, but she doesn't tease him; she tucks a lock back over her ear and tucks her device away again, answering him upfront. )
It's just a term of endearment in my own language— the translation ability here doesn't always catch it, it seems. It's Swiss-German. It just boils down to... "sweetie", I suppose. Did you have any guesses on what it had been?
( She'll set about arranging the two salads and giving him somewhere to sit at the corner of her desk, bringing a rolling stool out from the other side of her to offer him. )
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A doctor's job is never done. Or something along those lines. She doesn't mind; she's just very good at it, which means his attempts to skirt her eye aren't terribly successful, and for that she'd likely find it in her to apologize. She doesn't let it flavor the way she treats him; she's the same as before, just as patient and just as kind, and that little bit playful that says I'm not taking you lightly at all.
He's a good kid. )
I always enjoy the early mornings the most; they're about as peaceful as can be. You're always welcome to come visit even if it's just to have breakfast and a hot cup of coffee with me, you know.
( But as for the strange word, that mischief rears its head in the twinkle of her eye, but she doesn't tease him; she tucks a lock back over her ear and tucks her device away again, answering him upfront. )
It's just a term of endearment in my own language— the translation ability here doesn't always catch it, it seems. It's Swiss-German. It just boils down to... "sweetie", I suppose. Did you have any guesses on what it had been?
( She'll set about arranging the two salads and giving him somewhere to sit at the corner of her desk, bringing a rolling stool out from the other side of her to offer him. )