<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">She took a few deep calming breaths and felt his hand on her skin. There was that tingle again, almost like a warning or almost like...Aishling shook her head. She wasn't going to let her body depict anything else she should be doing. She rubbed her scalp and soon felt her body begin to stabilize from his words and the breathing exercise. It wouldn't take long now for her to return to a normal state. She smirked a little at the thought of being normal. Would she ever be? She had never been normal anyways. But she heard him walk away and closed the door. Since he was a doctor, he'd probably have a key swipe or something to make sure he could open it and the locks weren't engaged either so he could get out as well. It was such a strange yet fascinating system. That she could be restrained so easily...She bit her lip and soon sat up and just let out a deep breath. It was in that moment that she saw the coin and his tattoo. <br/><br/>"You have a tattoo...Can...I touch it?" She asked, looking up at his face with soft and curious eyes. Those eyes also expected instant rejection. A firm no. There was no hesitation in the belief that he wouldn't let her touch his skin. She was a patient and he was a doctor. It was him who was allowed to touch only right? <em>Careful with your thoughts, Aishling...</em> The voice was not amused and a little bit wary. There was an edge of warning mixed with something else. She couldn't put her finger on it. But the thought wasn't there long before she moved away from the doctor and nervously played with the sleeve of her shirt.<br/><br/>"That was okay of me to ask." She murmured, meaning she knew it was rude.</span>