This was going downhill quickly. Tabi busied herself with folding up her papers and finishing up the last sip of her tea. The only way she could think to save Mr. Browne at the moment was to be on her way and hope Barnaby followed. "Of course not." Tabitha added gently. She had of course, lost patients, but far fewer than she successfully helped.

The strained nature of the conversation was enough for her to hope Mr. Browne would not hold it against her. While Barnaby could be a bit... unconventional. She did somewhat enjoy his company. It made the walks to and from work much more amusing at the very least. Still he was being a bit abrasive and she should probably salvage the situation sooner rather than later. She would certainly have to go apologize to Mr. Browne next time she saw him.

"I should probably finish tidying the potions storeroom before my time is up." She announced. "Mr. Wye perhaps you should come with me. It will be quick." Tabi tucked her lists into her apron pocket. "It was lovely to see you Mr. Browne, please let me know if your ward needs any potions, I'll be brewing on my next shift." She hated to cut their conversation short, as she enjoyed Mr. Browne's company as well, but she was struggling with the odd tension between them.