PHOEBE
Phoebe saw the way the woman's eyes squeezed shut, frozen from the roar Pim gave. "Don't mind him, he was just letting me know you were here." Phoebe said gently, shooting Pim a little glare. Scaring patients was a big no-no. But the dragonling just yawned and tucked his head back to continue his nap, unconcerned with whatever fright he might've given the redheaded lady. But as Lily described her reason for visiting, the midwife's expression fell. Another? So quickly? "Take a seat Lily. If it is alright, I would like to take a blood sample to examine." she said, already moving to the appropriate set of drawers to get the supplies she would need to do so. In silence she listened to the woman list of symptom after symptom, already having an idea exactly where this was going. "Have your hands been shaky? Mood swings?" she asked lightly.
I look up to the little bird
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
