Tabi knew it was rude, but she tried not to give poor Mr. Greengrass too much eye contact; it only made it worse. "I'm an incredibly sorry to hear that." She did look at him now, an earnest remorse in her eyes, but only briefly as she turned the corner toward her ward. Had she known about his father's passing? Unlikely, but she felt sorry for him all the same.

"I've been busy," She admitted. "Long hours, as I'm sure you can imagine." Which she preferred, so she didn't have to go home and endure Felicity's disapproving eyes, but it wore on her after a while. "Here we are," She paused outside the door to the large storeroom that held the antidotes he was here to look at.

They were lined up on the large wooden table within, labeled and organized exactly as she knew they were supposed to be. None of the ones being checked today were of her own brewing, but she supposed she appreciated the thoroughness of the hospital to have them double checked.