Oh, conditions? Malou’s eyebrow rose ever so slightly at the request. If anyone were to place conditions on their own healing, though, it was likely to be Mr. Fisk. “If you say so.” Malou agreed, slight disapproval in her voice at what she knew was likely an untruth having treating him time again. But the wing was quiet for the morning and Malou was in no rush, most of her patients were asleep as it was. Perhaps it might be nice to have some company and conversation.

She waved her wand using a nonverbal spell and then took a seat on the chair beside him, her eyes watching for any changes that might occur. “And what would you like to speak of Mr. Fisk?”