Lizzie sat in a chair, disgusted as Nadia ran drunkenly from the room and vomited, and even more so as the doctor didn't even seem to really care. but, she had to remind herself, at least the doctors didn't practice blood letting, and didn't drill into their heads and attach leeches everywhere like they used to. Or, she thought, maybe they did, while the patients were asleep.
Heck, they could've done that to me while I was awake and I probably wouldn't remember... Lizzie sighed as she felt her head for any signs of anyone slicing her skull open and watched Sophia insult the doctor. She seemed cruel, and Lizzie would hate to be on her bad side... She watched the doctor unhinge, just a little, and for a second, she thought the doctor would crack, but he composed himself and started tapping his fingers. Lizzie then felt her ankles for leech bites.
"If at first you don't succeed, call in an air strike."
~ Murphy's Book of Combatics