You are the night-time fear
He is not left to wait for long; there's immediate sound coming from her office, a door opening and admitting Isla to the world beyond. Aamu greets her with a small smile of his own, stepping slightly further into the clinic to take a moment to appreciate the work he and the other Ascended put in to clean up. It's so different from that first peek past Isla's shoulder at the start of the season."Evening," he responds, curiously eyeing her book for a moment as she sets it down. Fidgets slightly, in the sense that he restlessly twines his fingers together. He's not uncomfortable with her—but he is slightly uncomfortable with the idea of her actually finding something wrong with him. All of his systems seem fine, but he feels he has degraded a little. "I am well enough, despite seeking out a Doctor." He says it with a slight hint of irony and a small tilt to his head. "And you, how are you?"
You are the morning when it's clear
AAMU
