Clifford nodded to Nathalie, ready to give the potion a few more minutes. He appreciated that his colleague tried to put Zinnia at ease, although it didn’t seem to work that well. The girl was still pretty tense. ”Thanks you, Miss Jennings,” he said when the splint supply tray was ready.
”Get ready,” Clifford asked Zinnia and set the wrist in its proper position not waiting for a reply. There was a quiet sound of moving bones. Without delay, he started to assemble a splint around the wrist. ”Is everything alright?” Clifford was prepared for the girl losing consciousness or trying to whisk her hand away from the him, although he didn’t think anything like this would happen, Zinnia took it all stoically so far.
”Get ready,” Clifford asked Zinnia and set the wrist in its proper position not waiting for a reply. There was a quiet sound of moving bones. Without delay, he started to assemble a splint around the wrist. ”Is everything alright?” Clifford was prepared for the girl losing consciousness or trying to whisk her hand away from the him, although he didn’t think anything like this would happen, Zinnia took it all stoically so far.