in the right heaven-yellow light, anything could be
holy enough to save you
The room is dark, but it doesn’t bother the Ascended woman in the slightest – eyes adjusting far easier and far deeper than most others – and she spots Pim right as Phoebe speaks, a small smile crossing her face at meeting her friend once more, but it fades fast as she takes in all the blankets and the question poised to her. A brow is raised momentarily before she steps in further, brushing her hair back and setting aside her small parasol she had brought with her nearly everywhere now.But she does spot the boxes of medical supplies lining the Clinic, and deep within her she catalogues it – wondering why on earth Phoebe would need this much. But she doesn’t comment on it yet. Instead, her focus returns on the young Midwife as she nears her, sparking a bright fanged smile to her sickly friend. “I wanted to check up on you.” She begins, reaching Pim and Phoebe before kneeling to sit before the midwife in the middle of the floor. “And to talk, since it’s been awhile. I am… Glad you are available!” She offers with a light shrug, glancing around with her sapphire eyes through the dark room before they land back on Phoebe.
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