M. i'm bleeding, i'm not just making conversation. / @thefixer
there's the adjustment of self , sleeves pushed up as robby inputs patient notes on a nearby computer. a hand runs through short hair as he chews on inner cheek. wrapped up in work as her voice breaks the silence and the sound of machines. taking glasses off as he then goes to her bedside.
' well we stopped that actually ' there's an air of kindness as his eyes look down at her , humor gently skirts. ' you came in here with a pretty serious concussion ... dropped off ' his tone devoid of judgement , ' you've got someone special looking out for you '
dr robby then goes to look at her vitals , ' what do you say for a few more hours of observation ? ---- it'll do ME some good to know that -I- was able to do my job '
sitting down on a medical stool as he looks at his NEWEST patient , ' you'd let me know if you experienced any dizziness or nausea right ? my interns always like a good concussion when they come in. ' there's a blossoming of fondness behind words.
[ the bedside next to her is a child who broke their arm , their own conversation soft , dr mohan assuring her patient that there's nothing to worry about that all the greats break their arm (her bedside manner is something robby admires --- though she COULD be a bit faster). ]
' mind if i ask a few questions ? just to gauge where your functioning ... what year is it , what's your name , how old are you , and where are you ? '
robby cants head ever so as he goes to get up , his age evident as he gives her a smile crows feet and all. ' before you do all that i'm dr robby and you just became my new patient '