Being in the field that she wanted to hopefully excel in eventually, Adrienne was not unfamiliar with what happened between a man and woman and the subsequent result. True, she had never experienced anything of the sort herself, but it seemed that some people expected her cheeks to bloom in embarrassment anytime this subject came up. Perhaps they did at first, but now Adrienne felt she was at least somewhat more mature to handle the topic properly. Certainly Nurses Fairchild and Moony would not have taken her on had she shown anything but proper decorum.

Regardless, that didn't prevent the witch from at least feeling slightly shy at the topic, and it was with relief that she reminded herself she was neither the one they were focusing on at this point nor the questioner; merely the observer. Even though Adrienne may not have been blushing, the woman in front of them certainly did at the question of intimacy and cycles. Adrienne watched as the patient flushed quite violently. Merlin, if she blushed anymore, one could fry eggs on her cheeks.

Noticing a water glass just out of reach of the patient, Adrienne quietly got up and handed the woman the refreshment — perhaps she just needed to cool down — before returning to her seat.

"My last...last cycle was around two months ago — no one. No, two and a half." the woman finally said, before focusing her gaze to some point above their heads. "We had been.... intimate then...and still...are. Have been."

Merlin. Her pencil paused above her piece of parchment, Adrienne glanced at her superior, wondering if this woman was saying what she thought she was saying.

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