Torn between be pleasantly surprised and anxious about the masks now, Tabi tried to keep the natural cadence of their conversation flowing. "I should think not," Though they could work in different hospitals, Tabs did not think that was the case. They both had confessed to rarely leaving Hogsmeade after all. She passed him a smile over her wine glass as she drained the last of its contents.

"Let me guess, Spell Damage?" It always seemed to draw in the gentlemen, an active ward for sure, more so than most of the others. Between that and Creature-Induced injuries it had to account for more than half of the patients each day. Her own ward wasn't too far behind that, she supposed, but generally it was not quite so emergent most of the time.