[ She might well believe it, but that doesn't mean it's quite the truth.

Alphinaud offers her a polite if humouring expression, mouth pressed into a thin line (he saw that wince earlier, okay, he is trained to catch these things), already gesturing for her to follow him to a better space away from eavesdropping and nosey eyes and ears.

The hallway sees plenty of people coming and going: those that work here, of course; some with injuries; others here to visit their own loved ones. Alphinaud moves forward like someone who has certainly learned the lay of the land here.

It's his first real 'job', after all. Working with the Scions is a different sort of occupation. ]

I was fortunate to secure a part-time position at the hospital, and while I suspect they may be short-changing my wages, I rather enjoy the work.

[ There's a small little examination room the size of a cozy utilities closet up ahead. Passing the other rooms along the way will demonstrate how short for space they really are, with each room already occupied with a patient and a member of the staff. It seems Alphinaud is lucky to take charge of the closet-space for today. ]

Just down here, if you please. You can tell me what happened if you'd like.