<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cd/CorinneLorimer.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Corinne Lorimer (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1945676)<br/><strong>Location: </strong>The<em>Mercy,</em>Storeroom<br/><strong>Wearing: </strong>An uncomfortably wide grin<br/><strong>Content: </strong>Mind games<br/><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>A slow smile reached Corinne's lips. She understood the doctor now, and that made Rehner far less intimidating.<br/><br/>"Yes, you do find ways to keep your hands busy, don't you?" she replied. She held the doctor's gaze a moment longer, before looking down to Michelle. For Rehner, looking away might have been a sign of weakness; for Corinne, it was a sign of boredom. The puzzle solved, the doctor no longer carried any mystique. To think she had feared this wretched soul just moments ago.<br/><br/>"I think the doctor's done all she can," she said to the white-haired girl, hiding the barest whisper of a barb beneath the soft words. "All that's left is to make yourself comfortable and let the healing take place." She helped Michelle up off the table, and shooed her to joint the other huddled women. "Now, who's next?" She locked eyes with Rehner once more, confident in her understanding. She slipped up onto the examination plank, making a show of crossing her legs that did nothing for modesty. "I suppose I am already up. I assume you wish to examine me? I assure you, you'll find I am in the best of health." She leaned forward, grinning madly. Now that she knew the game, she was very keen to play.