and now... some dr. rose *dances a little jig* based off this tweet!!!
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Too often it felt like that Dr. Vin was losing control. And now, with Ellie having gone through some freak accident during one of her missions with the boys, she couldnât help but spiral.
How could she lose her cool? If not a professional surgeon, if not the governmentâs first choice doctor and professional in cybernetics, then how dare she ever expect to be Ellieâs partner??
Fingers too trembly to even hold up a scalpel, blanking at the gaping wound despite having seen far, far worse before, she had to be escorted out and replaced by another doctor.
...It was irrational, it was controlling--but she didnât know what else to do, how else to help, but to go on and create an entire blueprint of optional augmentations for Ellie. After all, this was her domain. Cybernetics, dodging death, keeping her safe.
But no more than five minutes since Ellie roused from her coma, she had dashed it all away in a single move. Seeing through the desperation, the guilt, the million âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry I couldnât be better for youâs, Rose made weeksâ worth of work and heartache seem like nothing, effortlessly upended, as always, her very own healer. And the doctor couldnât complain. Not even a little.
