Sybil laughs at that, thinking of the elderly doctor who had taught them anatomy the semester before. He'd stormed on about things before finally dragging them to see a cadaver. It hadn't surprised her, the man had a peaceful death - in his sleep. She'd wished some of the men she'd dealt with had such a luxury. "It is true, though if I burst out laughing in any of my lectures, I'll lay the blame at your feet I hope you realise."

"It's peaceful. So much of this city moves so quickly, people are in constant contact with each other." She both loves and hates the little telephone that she's gotten here. It is convenient but also an annoyance. Mostly she leaves it in her room as she would a regular phone. "Being able to step away from that is valuable."