<strong>Rebecca Stephenson (http://arkytz.tripod.com/becca.jpg)</strong><br/><br/>After several seconds of watching the girl, the soft fidgets and twitching, she gave a sigh and decided to be honest rather than attempting to allow the girl to make the decision on her own.  "Well, I hate to be rude, but right now Piper needs her chance to rest after her accident.  I don't think having us talk to her and distract her is going to do any good for her recuperation.  So, I want to give you the choice."  Once more she gently offered her hand.  "We can head over to the cafeteria, or else we can head up to my office.  I just need you to decide, to pick, and we'll go to whichever one you say."<br/><br/>Her own stomach was starting to hurt as well, but she ignored it, meticulously patient beneath the veneer of pure kindness.  She couldn't help but wonder how many doctors would just give in all too easily, rather than force this girl to speak the truth by waiting until the girl had finally forced herself one way or the other.  Certainly she couldn't back out now and lose her only chance at helping this girl.  So she kept her bright smile and warm features.  "Maybe I can try to get you some heels by tomorrow that you'd be allowed to wear while in my office.  Size 10, would you say?  Maybe 12?"