She didn’t think she’d ever waited in so much silence while her resume was being read before, and it gave her more nervousness than she cared to admit. She was think that he’d lay it down, or hand it off to the man that was hovering oddly close to them for some reason, it instead, he opted to snap it shut, eliciting a jump from both her and the odd man. Her nerves were practically cracking now, though she kept at least somewhat of her image from before, trying to remain unbothered..<br/><br/>“No, it wo-“<br/><br/><i>What?<br/>
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Already?<br/>
</i><br/>She was visibly stunned at his closing words on that subject, staring at him in relative disbelief. He barely.. Knew anything, about her. No trial period, no phoning her references? She was still in shock as he stood, and she mindlessly followed, taking his hand with a hesitant, them former handshake. She needed to get herself together, or he was going to revoke his decision faster than light. She of course, did not know just how much he was attached to her (or, her soul, more like) already..<br/><br/>As he came to stand near her, she felt a flicker of<i>something </i>in her chest, and though it felt like an eternity, likely only stared at him for slightly longer than what may have been appropriate.. Before her mind finally snapped out of it, and she struck out after him, tucking a hair back into place as she tried to cool off her burning face, for whatever reason it was burning in the first place. He was attractive.. Highly attractive, but the attraction she had just felt wasn’t kin to any sort of childish crush that she had had before.. This flicker had made her skin flush, her heart quicken and her brain going haywire. Conflicting signals, bad then good, were<br/>going off, and it was almost giving her a headache..<br/><br/><i>Oh, tell him about herself?<br/>
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Yikes.. What should she tell him.<br/>
</i><br/>“Well.. My mother raised me, encouraged my love for biology and anything medical from a young age. She.. Passed, a few weeks ago.” Why was she telling him that?<i>Ok.. Getting a grip on myself.. </i>She cleared her throat awkwardly, feeling the tendrils of sadness from talking about her Mom. They had been alone in life, together.. But they had made it work, and no other person meant as much to them, as the other. She tried to refresh her brain once more.. He likely didn’t care about personal things, only things that would affect her work, and himself.<br/><br/>“I’m hoping to go into neurosurgery, if everything goes as I’m hoping it does.. I’ve always had an affinity for an organizational aspect, which is why I thought I might do well here.” She gave him a shy little smile, though the doors had slid open, and she unsuredly walked forward, until he directed her upon where to go in the unknown place. He walked with authority.. And once more, the stirring emotion fluttered up in her chest. What the hell...