This was the part that she enjoyed. The patient was stabilized, with a quick and efficient procedure which was a little bit mesmerizing, as she watched her hands pass the roll of cloth back and forth until it was secure. As she did so, Mabel pondered his question with a small hum signifying her train of thought. “I wouldn’t say lifelong calling. I like helping people though. Everyone has some chaotic times in their life when they wish they had help through it. I think I like the idea of helping someone through it, whether it be something like a doxy bite, or helping people through a catastrophe like the World’s Fair Market years back, or something of the like.” Those cases were the harder ones, the ones whose images she had a hard time shaking.

After severing the end of the roll, she tucked the tail into the folds, thinking with such a mild bite, by the time the bandage sought to unravel, he wouldn’t need it anymore. “That’s you all set, Mr. Copper!” Happy with her work, Mabel went about packing up her things. “Try not to move it too much if you can, but now that you’ve taken the antidote and dittany, you should be alright within the hour.” The next half hour, if she was being precise, but estimating healing times had always depended upon the patient. “Which brings me to my next question, what brought you to the Ministry today?”

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