"you're the nurse." tabitha's approach is direct and to-the-point, obvious; she's not great at small talk and even had to internally debate with herself on approaching for several long-winded minutes before she finally made it to medical. she's a bit awkward, standoffish as she looks at the woman, her eye-contact fleeting.
"how strict are the regulations about medication? as in, do you happen to have something that works for, like, headaches?"
"i am."
anya's own response is unsure, as if questioning herself and her own position upon prompting. she eyes tabitha as she stands in front of herโwatching her completely avoid eye contact has anya doing the same, focusing on the cabinets on the wall behind her.
"pony express isn't very generous with their medicine stocks, but i have a limited supply of mid-strength paracetamol. we don't have things like cough medicineโbut we do have oxycodone. it's kind of ... all over the place, i guess."