her file was...confusing. he felt almost bad for the poor girl. he hurried
to her room--her file was extensive and he wanted to get as much
information on the girl (or witch) as possible before meeting her.
he paused before entering, hand on the handle before entering, trying
to calm himself. he gave the woman a small smile. “hello, miss. moone.”
he said, giving the woman a soft smile as he saw across from her,
doing the usual; setting his writing pad down, evening it out to be in the
center of the table, pen beside it after writing the date, name of patient,
and identification number. “my name is dr. napier. how has your, uh,
stay been so far?” he looked up, tilting his head, staring at her curiously.