Relief filled the doctor's features and her fiddling hads grew still. "Thank you," she said earnestly. "Truly, thank you. If you ever need anything, I won't hesitate to help."
She focused her gaze on Max, a slip of unease lurking in the cracks of gratefulness. "Really, I mean it." She felt fear. Not a chilling claw of terror up her spine, but a nagging concern laced nervousness for the safety of her friends. For what reason, she had no clue. Perhaps it was nothing more than paranoia from a long train ride. Or, perhaps, it was intuition garnered from years of mentally assessing patients to guess what was wrong before Marcella could properly examine them. No matter the reason, Marcella buried the unease with a thankful smile.