Is the doctor in?

Oleander strolled out of his room-office in the back of the clinic. He checked on one patient while muttering to himself about bandages and birthdays. He unwrapped a wound, applied a tincture, and rewrapped it. Then he muttered something about boys and wounds. Shaking his head.

He nearly missed the flash of bright orange on the bed.
"Ign- Oh! It's you!" He said, nearly mistaking her for the Consort.

"What can I do for you?" He asked, coming closer and taking a quick cursory glance at the young slave. Did he miss something in his assessment? Was Bas placing her under him like Vesper? Vesper was her own handful, and he was already teaching Citadel a few things.


"Speech"