Sybil Crawley

Combeferre might have stayed there all day, had he been allowed, peering into every exam room, asking a thousand questions about every apparatus and piece of technology, wondering about methods, and diagnosis, and work habits of the people who worked here. But now, something else entirely had a pull over him - or someone else, more accurately. "I would be delighted to walk you home," he told her, smiling brightly.