[ Her ears perk up curiously when he says her name. Hadn't Ryoji called her something similar when they met? Were they from the same place? Lux doesn't say anything, but keeps that observation to herself.
Brows knitting as she smiles ruefully behind her mask, she takes the supplies gratefully. He doesn't have to say it in words—just like she doesn't have to tell him that she would find a way to help whether he wanted her to or not. It's a waste of time on both fronts. ]
Just Lux is fine. You don't need to be so formal. [ She's just like anyone else here, and she is more than happy to embrace that sense of anonymity here. It's liberating.
This arrangement does prove to be much quicker; Lux has done this sort of thing before, and there are certain tricks that experience teaches someone. It helps that many of the patients here are in relatively good spirits. ]
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Brows knitting as she smiles ruefully behind her mask, she takes the supplies gratefully. He doesn't have to say it in words—just like she doesn't have to tell him that she would find a way to help whether he wanted her to or not. It's a waste of time on both fronts. ]
Just Lux is fine. You don't need to be so formal. [ She's just like anyone else here, and she is more than happy to embrace that sense of anonymity here. It's liberating.
This arrangement does prove to be much quicker; Lux has done this sort of thing before, and there are certain tricks that experience teaches someone. It helps that many of the patients here are in relatively good spirits. ]