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[build]

You're not using that, are you?

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[consulting]

[ he puts down a human heart against the countertop. sets it neatly on a tupperware. ]

Problem?

[build]

[ give her a minute, she is still trying to suppress her gag reflex. ]

Seriously?

[ a beat, and she is taking a deep breath and looking more annoyed than anything. ]

You don't find any of this slightly disturbing?

[consulting]

[ you've got a weak stomach, really? ]

Yes. It's anatomy. Science. You find that disturbing?

[ taking out a pair of kitchen tongs and pinching the heart between them. ]

[build]

[ she rolled her eyes, only to let her jaw drop in shock as she realized what exactly he was doing ]

I find what you're doing disturbing.

[consulting]

You have trouble distinguishing between disturbing and an intellectual pursuit.

[ Without skipping a beat. ]

[build]

[ immediately ]

No. There's a difference between intellectual pursuits and what this is.

This – this is clearly disturbing.

[consulting]

You're just sensitive.

[ This isn't a new argument. Really. ]

Doctors touch Cadavers as they're training. [ he taps his temple once, with a gloved finger. ]

This is no different. You act as if you've never done anything strange for your craft.

[build]

[ she sighed, somewhat dramatically mind you, as she turned her attention away from him and back onto her work, simply not wanting to watch if she didn't have to (for now) ]

Doctors don't carry what appears to be a heart around in Tupperware either. [ she pointed out as she started tapping her pencil against her desk. ]

So please spare me the lecture on my sensitivity. Because you obviously have no idea what it means to be function in society.

Because if you did, you would have known just how creepy bringing that here is.

Late. How do you want the action-spam?

[setup]

Give me five more minutes, just need to measure out one more thing.

whatever. i just got home. <3 (and same way we used to?)

[build]

That's fine.

[ she glances at her phone and back up at her, her expression somewhat unsure. ]


I just want to get the compound set before they come.

[ yes, ariadne is always going to be nervously over-thinking how she should be doing things. ]

Ahh, long days. Bleh. Okie-doke, and gonna crash, so catch you tomorrow

[setup]

*A nod, then she resumes measuring out the chemicals as written out on the sheet, expression clinically bland.*

Worrying won't get this done any faster, you know.

sleep well and email me tomorrow <3

[build]

[ her weight shifts from one leg to the other, letting her attention drift around the room. ]

It never hurts to be prepared though. [ which doesn't exactly mean much, but hey, she is just going to shrug and let out a nervous sigh. ]

What if someone else happens to show? [ not that it was a possibility. but this was only her second job, and it obviously wasn't with a team she was use to, so she had to be nervous, right? ]

[flashingtheimpulse]

[Slides the bottle of ketchup over and grins as he takes a bite of a crinkly fry.]

Help yourself, I'M more of a mustard guy myself! Well regular mustard or barbecue sauce, maybe some of that honey mustard, oh man...what are those little things called? The ones at the McDonald's...the dipping sauces with the green lid...crap. Anywho, THOSE are the best!

<3

[setup]

No, but there's a fine line between preparation and stressing yourself out, it's not pretty. *Trust her, she's seen it.*

You're at a medical center, it's not uncommon for people to get advice, or to bother the staff for one reason or another. Anyway, everyone should get a first aid talk in their life.

*She caps up the bottle, holding it up against the light and watching the contents swirl together. A nod, it looks right.*

Just stop acting like someone's going to jump out and put you in cuffs. You're making yourself look suspicious.