Lily. It had a good ring to it. She liked the idea of it being her name. She looked at the man. Her pink lips parting as he spoke of no missing apointment. She wrinkled her nose and sank into the chair her mind wandering. "Can I get something to wear?" She muttered and then nodded her head. "I don't see a problem with having these meetings." She huffed a bit. Her nose wrinkling again. "Though I don't know what you expect me to tell you." She shifted uncomfortably again.  "Agreeable..."  she paused and nodded.<br/><br/>Standing she messed with the shirt. "I need to go get clothes..." she mumbled fairly quiet. She looked to the Doctor and smiled softly at him. "Might you show me the place... i really feel dirty." Dirty, she felt like she needed to scrub ever inch of this new skin. An obsessive habit she had. Maybe that was why she burnt her old life. Wanting start fresh,yet the facws never felt fresh.