Medical Wing (C/K/J)

Nefertiti followed Lydia to the kitchen table and sat next to her quietly, waiting for someone to tell her what to do.
Lydia, lighting a cigarette and leaning back into her chair, took a long drag and breathed out a huff of stress. "Kids name is Finlay, he's 16. He's been cold a little too long I think." Cynthia reached for the cigarette, rewarding herself with a cold glance from Lydia. "I love you Thia, but if you take this from me after the day I've had, I'll burn this place to the fucking ground."
Cynthia nodded; "Alright, that's fair enough. But don't expect it to be the norm." She said before walking back over to Finlay and Khun. "Do you want to go and have Lydia evaluate you while she still can? That way, we can get you and Finlay into the medical wing."