Alex had pulled her back in the right direction when she'd tried to lead, and when they finally got to the hospital, she let him talk to the receptionist and retrieve their paperwork. “Holy crap do they want a blood sample and a piece of my first born’s hair?! Jesus…”

Kiera laughed quietly, a bit quited by the fact that someone else was in the room. "No, they want a piece of your second born's hair, and one of your first born's toes." The amount of paperwork they had to fill out was excessive. SS#, blood type, all that jazz. She grabbed Alex's hand and dragged him to a table, seeming to magically generate two pens from thin air. "If you sit down now, your feet will hurt less later. Something I learned playing tune percussion for nine years. You're always on your feet, so take advantage of seats when you can." She laughed weakly, still a bit unnerved by the receptionist. "And why did that lady care so much about your ears?"

She glanced down at the paperwork in front of her, and attacked it with her pen, quickly filling up page after page with purple ink. "Magical ability? Rate on a scale of one to ten? What is this, Alex?"
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