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[cywyllog]

Cywyllog is ready to leave. Of course, she promised someone she'd do something first.

So here she is. Hovering. Near the infirmary.

Any equipment that may be visible when she peeks in every now and then is being eyed. Warily.

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[qsilver_md]

Kevin comes downstairs and heads for the infirmary to begin his shift, pausing when he notices her.

"Can I help you?"

[cywyllog]

"Oh, um, hello." She offers a small smile. "I was wanting to speak to a medical person. Do you work here?"

[qsilver_md]

"I do, yes. Kevin Fawkes, I'm a doctor."

[cywyllog]

She nods. "All right. It is nothing serious, I just told a friend I would see someone. In truth, I did not remeber there were those like you here."