"Sorry," Stein said apologetically as she complained about the cold. "My patients aren't usually in a state to be complaining about the chill."
His words, though a little ominous, were delivered with a smile. He stepped closer and ran a hand up her leg clinically, moving the gown aside so he could see and bending to examine her. His free hand rose to turn the bolt in his skull, which turned with a quiet clicking.
"How did you get injured?" he asked, noting that she didn't even have a scar.
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Date: 2009-08-26 02:40 am (UTC)His words, though a little ominous, were delivered with a smile. He stepped closer and ran a hand up her leg clinically, moving the gown aside so he could see and bending to examine her. His free hand rose to turn the bolt in his skull, which turned with a quiet clicking.
"How did you get injured?" he asked, noting that she didn't even have a scar.