[ When Vanessa hears a knock, she knows it isn't who she might first suspect before she even opens the door. That doesn't keep her furrowed gaze from carrying just a hint of suspicion as she peeks out through the crack in the door to a very different doctor than who she might usually expect to be bringing random gifts.
She realizes she's being rude to just stare, and slowly opens the door a bit wider to reveal that she's removed most of her overdress and unbound her hair, but she doesn't seem to care like she might once have. She has yet to step back to let him or, or reach out to take anything he might offer Some part of her that's still human, still empathetic, is relieved to see him carrying on so well, but she's reluctant to have any of his newfound energy spent in her direction.
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She realizes she's being rude to just stare, and slowly opens the door a bit wider to reveal that she's removed most of her overdress and unbound her hair, but she doesn't seem to care like she might once have. She has yet to step back to let him or, or reach out to take anything he might offer Some part of her that's still human, still empathetic, is relieved to see him carrying on so well, but she's reluctant to have any of his newfound energy spent in her direction.
Even though...she can smell food. ]
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