"Tracie..." He said, more so to himself as he turned her name over in his head a few times, "I think it fits you." He concluded, looking her in the eyes with a gaze of weary happiness, "then again, " he began, "I think Wild fits you more, you've got the eyes like you earned that name." He finished, teasingly, as he turned back and finished up the small cups of prescriptions.  A kettle began to boil elsewhere in his office and he quickly leapt over to it and turned off the hot plate which it sat upon.