Isla
"I think we can both agree that doctors are allowed to flatter each other. We spend enough time keeping each other's ego in check, a little flattery is a nice change." Isla smiles, scrunching her nose and turning to focus fully on the theatre they're walking into. "That makes sense. Though I would be horrified if you were anything but sharp by the time I was finished with you," she says, folding her arms across her chest and nodding her approval at his assessment of the bed.
"I am glad you think so. And there is still plenty to help with, don't you worry. You don't usually find the kinks until you start to perform surgeries." An intentional choice of words? Maybe. "Speaking of which - I have a procedure to perform this evening, if you'd like to join me. I'll explain everything I do, and perhaps we can bounce ideas off each other."
"I am glad you think so. And there is still plenty to help with, don't you worry. You don't usually find the kinks until you start to perform surgeries." An intentional choice of words? Maybe. "Speaking of which - I have a procedure to perform this evening, if you'd like to join me. I'll explain everything I do, and perhaps we can bounce ideas off each other."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
