01-11-2015, 06:33 PM
Another knock. For goodness sake, did Lisel run straight to Michael and tell him she wanted to talk? Or how about that she liked him and wanted to know if he'd be her date for the dance? "For shit's sake, Lisel,"
Torri rubbed her eyes and smoothed the fly-aways around the edge of her hair.
It wasn't Michael that entered, however. It was the Sigma.
Torri stood to shake hands. "Sir, it's an honour. What can I do for you?"
She showed him to a chair. This wasn't an office by any means. It was more of a room where nobody was working at the time.
"Oh,"
she wasn't expecting that question. She gathered her thoughts as she sat. Her posture was strict as she laced her fingers across her lap. "I'm sorry, sir, but as his doctor, I'm not at liberty to talk about his case."
There was an issue of superiority here, and frankly she didn't know how to handle the Sigma.
"Unless you're asking-asking. Sir?"
She couldn't very well refuse a direct order from the Sigma.
Torri rubbed her eyes and smoothed the fly-aways around the edge of her hair.
It wasn't Michael that entered, however. It was the Sigma.
Torri stood to shake hands. "Sir, it's an honour. What can I do for you?"
She showed him to a chair. This wasn't an office by any means. It was more of a room where nobody was working at the time.
"Oh,"
she wasn't expecting that question. She gathered her thoughts as she sat. Her posture was strict as she laced her fingers across her lap. "I'm sorry, sir, but as his doctor, I'm not at liberty to talk about his case."
There was an issue of superiority here, and frankly she didn't know how to handle the Sigma.
"Unless you're asking-asking. Sir?"
She couldn't very well refuse a direct order from the Sigma.