the doctor.

ggh ... fine, do you want to know where i leave them?

if .. you say so? it's just us here— ... what would you like?

🥱 he wants to sleep, but much work is to be done. he's doing his job right now ...

pinch pinch... “ you should give up. ”

“ only—?? ”

“ maybe not when she's tormenting my operators — your ways are so weird. ”

“ you're being odd, wiš'adel. why are you doing your little pranks again ... ”

“ it's not, you can make people panic and do something stupid ... what are you doing anyways? ”

?! “ wiš'adel—?! ” he jumps, as he turns around ... she got him particularly well ~ “ don't do that— ”

“ one day it is. i will offer at the end of this day if you want more, but you can say no. ” he begins by taking her to his office ..

“ . . . you'd mostly be doing paperwork, but i won't confine you, i promise. i have a use for you on the battlefield, regretfully ... ”

“ would you be opposed? you would be quite useful, and it wouldn't interrupt your regular day. ”

“ it'll be more than a day's work, necrass. i'd like to retain your assistance, if that is okay? ”

“ of course i wouldn't mind. now with me, eblana — do expect a raise to come with this work. ” motioning for her to follow as he makes for his office. “ you're a . . . unique personality, so i imagine you can tell why i'd like you busy. ”

“ nno— ” and of course, she's likely well aware he hates to offend. “ i just think a lot of this field work is often easy for you, and that . . . keeping you busy is always great. ”

“ well, eblan— necrass . . . operator necrass . . . i have something to ask you . . . ” taking out a clipboard, plus some reading glasses. “ it's about becoming my assistant with paperwork, i figure it'd suit someone who needs to be busy. ”

good evening . . .

he's quick to take the given lap to lay on ~