<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1.35em;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sari, outside the hospital storage shed with Inna.</span></strong></span><br/><br/><br/><br/>Sari suppressed her urge to smile when Inna blushed and pulled her slender grime cover hand back from the offered handshake.<br/>"Considering how dusty and grimy these cubbies can become, I am surprised I don't have to dust you off to find you!" Sari teased.<br/><br/>"Lovely hands." Sari mused, not realizing she had mumbled it slightly aloud while she studying the grace of the healer's long tapered fingers.<br/><br/>She couldn't help wonder what it would be like to touch and be touched by those hands.<br/><br/>"I would be happy to give you a hand with the shelving.  Please don't mention it again.  Anything to help the new weyr healer get settled."<br/><br/>"I am Sarita, but please call me Sari." The weyrsinger's smile was bright enough to light the room without glow.