08-26-2008, 06:28 PM
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  A disease. He wondered if it was anything like the one currently attacking Esper Hollow. His first reaction was to ask about the symptoms to see if any matched up, but something in his gut told him that this would be a bad idea. If Ryan had only lost her mother a little while ago, having to talk about it a lot (especially from some stone cold physician's perspective) would only make her miserable. He had to give her quite a bit of credit, though--she seemed to have accepted the event for what it was and had an unusually selfless perspective."That's a shame," he murmured, ears fallen back slightly as some sort of apologetic gesture. Expression of emotions was not his strong suit, though, and he found himself relieved when she stood up and got ready to go. He wasn't sure if she was intending to leave or if he was supposed to follow, but he either way he stood up from where he'd crouched down to talk. "If you're on your own, maybe you ought to check us out again," he offered. "There's safety in numbers and this place is as lawless as the sea before us." He finished his little plug and decided to stop before his suggestions turned into an onslaught of harassment. Some part of him was genuinely concerned that she kept herself safe, though, which was decidedly unusual--usually he didn't care one way or another what anyone else chose to do with themselves. |