WHO: @thealfsonpellar WHERE: The Hospital (continued from x)
Cordelia's gaze shot around the hospital at the phrase experiencing troubles as if the current chaos that surrounded them could be amounted to something so little. "That is one way of phrasing it," her gaze travelled from a woman ill with some sort of poisoning back towards the young woman. "Though we are not a travelling show, so I don't see why our stories, exaggerated or not, would bring you here. If you're looking for a show, I'd recommend the Kingfisher."
There was bite to her tone, but the mage was already on edge and in no mood to be someone's source of entertainment. "Again, you are neither dead nor dying, so my question remains the same -- why are you here?" Her gaze lingered for only a moment longer before she focused her attention back on the patient before her, examining their wounds. "Do feel free to lend a hand or find your way out."
