“ you have all the answers right in front of you. you just need to look at it differently. ” — from Oliver Thredson
𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔭𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔱𝔰 .
𝖙𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 she tries very hard to keep confusion out of soft features, the pinching together of pale brows is the revelation that she doesn’t quite understand the doctor’s words. while it doesn’t entirely not make sense ( for mary had unleashed something of an interrogation on the 𝓰𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝓭𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗, concealed in a smile & saccharine tones ), she can’t help but question the cryptic statement, it having turned that little seed of a question into full bloom.
she’d dealt with enough of doctor arden to know when suspicion is warranted —— but her worry had teetered along the line of patient safety, whether or not inducing vomiting to stimuli was heathy for mind, or body . . . now she wonders if there is something she is missing entirely. she feels stupid. ❛ right, ❜ she nods, as though following an order. a smile is offered to doctor thredson, though embarrassment burns hot in her cheeks.
❛ i’m sorry for asking so many questions — i— i know it isn’t my place, i just — ms. lana isn’t eating, and i worried — we’ve lost so many patients, already ... ❜
