For Hannah

It's been a busy day at the hospital. People had been coming in and out all day, and when it finally quiets down all Sybil can think of is a cup of tea. Sadly the tea seems a long way off as the more senior nurses leave to take their own breaks. She accepts this in the way she always does, smiling benignly and getting back to the many forms waiting for her.

A few pages in, she notices that there's someone still waiting. Odd, as she doesn't have any more intake papers. "Likely just misplaced amongst all this," she says mostly to herself, wandering over to where the woman sits near the consulting rooms.

"Hello," she holds a clipboard to her front, in part to stop herself from offering her hand to what could be a sick person. "Might I help you?"