Ivy jumps, cursing softly when the doctor checks her over. She was gathering her stuff and contemplating something. She smiles sweetly. “But I’m good to go, right? I’ve already had meds.”

Winter whistles as she begins to get ready in a carefree manner. [b]’Aren’t you nearly pissing yourself because no one is here?’[/b] ‘Maybe but I don’t need help. I’m a grown woman perfectly capable of taking care of myself.’ [b]’You sound like me... good gods what have I done?’[/b]