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For sweetinaskirt
Leonard hadn't slept very much the night before. Almost not at all, save for an hour where his body was truly too exhausted to cope. His mind raced, and even though he knew he needed to rest to be at his best, it somehow felt like he was wasting his time trying to sleep, when not trying to work out a way to solve Daniela's problem.
Truthfully, he'd never seen anything like it before on a scan. Almost like a blockage, but not. Something was cutting off parts of her brain, stopping her from remembering. He didn't know how, and he didn't know why. He was thankful she consented to a more thorough scan though. The closer he could look, the easier - he hoped - it would be to find some sort of solution.
He hunched over where he sat on the makeshift bed he had used on the sofa the night before. He'd dressed an hour ago, stared at the scans he already had ever since and now he needed a moment to compose himself as he waited for her to also wake, and come through to the living room. The most pressing matter he had to focus on in that very moment, was to work out just what to suggest she had for breakfast. Would something especially trigger a memory?
Leonard hadn't slept very much the night before. Almost not at all, save for an hour where his body was truly too exhausted to cope. His mind raced, and even though he knew he needed to rest to be at his best, it somehow felt like he was wasting his time trying to sleep, when not trying to work out a way to solve Daniela's problem.
Truthfully, he'd never seen anything like it before on a scan. Almost like a blockage, but not. Something was cutting off parts of her brain, stopping her from remembering. He didn't know how, and he didn't know why. He was thankful she consented to a more thorough scan though. The closer he could look, the easier - he hoped - it would be to find some sort of solution.
He hunched over where he sat on the makeshift bed he had used on the sofa the night before. He'd dressed an hour ago, stared at the scans he already had ever since and now he needed a moment to compose himself as he waited for her to also wake, and come through to the living room. The most pressing matter he had to focus on in that very moment, was to work out just what to suggest she had for breakfast. Would something especially trigger a memory?