[h3]Nazca Whitehall[/h3][i]Clockwork Autumn[/i]

Nazca couldn’t help but to show a slight look of surprise as her visitor gave his response and met her gaze. Between her initial impression of the student in his official role, and her colored impression of visitors after the day’s events, she had come to expect Maximillien’s motives to be far more self-serving than the reality of why he was here. 

Pissed as she was, if his apology was genuine, she could recognize that he actually showed quite a lot integrity to admit that he was wrong.

[b]“I see,”[/b] she responded simply, settling back into her hospital bed. [b]“It’s all water under the bridge now. If it is as you say, neither of us could have expected such an… extreme outcome. Apology accepted… but it is clear that something is still not right with this Jeanne business. It is strange for somebody to be attacked just for being around or looking into her business, if what I have been told is correct. It’s a shame that I remember nothing of what happened.”[/b]

At his offer for improving her stay, she glanced at the door. [b]“A nurse and a doctor with a better bedside manner would be pleasant.”
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Later in the day, either as a result of her request, or by complete coincidence, she received her last visitor for the day as she nibbled on one of Maximilien’s gifted baked goods. Upon hearing that it was a student of medicine, Nazca was quick to give her assent to the arrival of the oriental student. This one she coincidentally recognized, although she had yet to interact with her in any real capacity on the island before now. 

[b]“Hana Yun, was it? No need to apologize. I can and will appreciate any additional medical expertise. Just being apologized to is a nice change of pace compared to rude students barging into my room demanding things.” [/b]

Yes, she was still salty about James and Bunga. She would be for a while. 

Her eyes tracked the bottle as Hana revealed the medicine, glancing at the exotic characters on its label as she placed it on her bedside table. Nazca listened intently at her instructions, not caring if the girl seemed to ramble. If it would help her heal from those awful burn wounds, then just being a bit hungrier was no issue. She had a whole basket of food now, anyway. 

[b]“I see. Thank you for the medicine. I appreciate it,” [/b]she gratefully replied. [b]“As long as there aren’t any other detrimental effects… then I have no real questions. If I do, then I’ll be sure to call for you.”[/b]