[It's hard not to notice the tense atmosphere that permeates the hospital. Marianne is doing her best to keep her head down and stay out of the way. Part of her wants to ask if she can help, but her own experiences cause her to hold her tongue. Keeping a medical operation running smoothly is a delicate balance (one she knows well thanks to the recently-ended war), and inserting herself into it without understanding the triage and organization would only slow things down. They're busy, but don't seem desperate for healers.
How she can help is by keeping the Leosylphs entertained while they await their human assignments, so she's been focusing her energy into that. That she may know any of the patients isn't a thought that occurs to her, so she pays them no mind--until she hears a voice that she'd recognize anywhere.
She looks up and there's Claude, smiling at her. Her eyes sting with tears as a mix of emotions washses over her.]
Claude?
[She scrambles to stand. She should probably laugh at his joke, but she doesn't have it in her. Hopefully he understands.]
Um, I arrived two days ago. I thought I was alone here.
[She has so many questions, yet none of them come to her. Right now, she's just glad to see him, even if it's clear he's seen better days.]
of course it's okay! ♥
How she can help is by keeping the Leosylphs entertained while they await their human assignments, so she's been focusing her energy into that. That she may know any of the patients isn't a thought that occurs to her, so she pays them no mind--until she hears a voice that she'd recognize anywhere.
She looks up and there's Claude, smiling at her. Her eyes sting with tears as a mix of emotions washses over her.]
Claude?
[She scrambles to stand. She should probably laugh at his joke, but she doesn't have it in her. Hopefully he understands.]
Um, I arrived two days ago. I thought I was alone here.
[She has so many questions, yet none of them come to her. Right now, she's just glad to see him, even if it's clear he's seen better days.]