As everyone else filtered out for the Isle, Duci instead slipped out the back door and headed for the Marketplace. She stopped at a vendor selling flowers, and purchased a pot of daisies. A soft smile spread across her face as she decided this was the perfect 'get better' sort of thing someone needed. Flowers always made her happy, would they make Mira happy, as well"
She hoped so.
It took her longer than expected to reach the clinic on foot, but she regally entered through the front not feeling the least fatigued. A smile was cast for Phyllia. "Hello, Phyllia. Which way to Mirabelle's room?"
Phyllia kindly indicated which way to go, and she moved that way with a delighted 'thank you' over her shoulder.
Remembering Maranya's rules, and the advising nurse on hand reminded her, too, she set down the pot to pull on gloves and a mask over her face. A nod of permission from the attendant before she allowed herself to sweep into Mirabelle's room, potted plant in hand and a smile on her face.
"Hello, sweetie. I heard you are on the road to recovery! So I brought flowers and good company. How are you feeling?" she gabbed off all in one breath.
She hoped so.
It took her longer than expected to reach the clinic on foot, but she regally entered through the front not feeling the least fatigued. A smile was cast for Phyllia. "Hello, Phyllia. Which way to Mirabelle's room?"
Phyllia kindly indicated which way to go, and she moved that way with a delighted 'thank you' over her shoulder.
Remembering Maranya's rules, and the advising nurse on hand reminded her, too, she set down the pot to pull on gloves and a mask over her face. A nod of permission from the attendant before she allowed herself to sweep into Mirabelle's room, potted plant in hand and a smile on her face.
"Hello, sweetie. I heard you are on the road to recovery! So I brought flowers and good company. How are you feeling?" she gabbed off all in one breath.