[SEASONAL EVENT] Prepping the Clinic

Phoebe When you need some shelter from the rain, when you need a healer for your pain, I will be there time and time again The way he sighed, the frown on his lips, how he fell silent...well she was interpreting that as disapproval. Brown eyes glanced down, looking at the floor between her feet. She was doing the best she could in this new environment, but it was embarrassing to once again be smacked in the face with how little she knew or understood. Phoebe internally chastised herself for being so burdensome. Emmett had come all this way to help her, given her food and supplies for free, twice now, and now he was having to explain basics to her like she was a child. Her heart fluttered, but it an uncomfortable, anxious manner. Maybe this was what the Naturals didn't like them much. They were dead weight. Phoebe made sure he had a steady supply of moss to stuff under the floor so he wasn't waiting while he worked. It was the least she could do. Seeing under the floor now, she noticed the signs of old preparations, long dead and decaying foliage of some sort from long before she ever inhabited this place. But instead of an insult, he complimented her, and so she looked at him in surprise. "Ah...thank you. It's not been the easiest adjustment." she admitted with a small smile. When he explained the use of the moss she nodded, making a small 'o' shape with her lips. Duh. That seemed obvious now that he said it. "Makes sense." she said nodding, filing away the information for later. If she survived the monsters of course. But his offer...well she hadn't been expecting that. Her eyes widened and she hesitated in responding, though obviously because she was so taken off guard. "Stay with me...here or at the infirmary?" she said. "Won't your family worry about you?"