Passing the evaluation

Lydia swept her hair out of her face and leaned forward again, groaning slightly before getting back up. "I should've asked first, that's my bad." She said, her intentions being sincere, but her tone sluggish. She opened the front door and flicked the cigarette out after putting out the cherry on it. "I'll wash my hands, then we can do the evaluation if you're comfortable." She added, pulling her usually braided but currently very messy, tangled hair into a bun. Without waiting for much of a response, as her mind was still focused on getting Finlay taken care of, she walked to the kitchen and scrubbed her hands vigorously. She still hadn't told anyone of what it took to accomplish forcing a shapeshifter through a mental block and back into their original form, and she began regretting not telling anyone the moment her vision fizzled out and her legs finally buckled. Cynthia was across the house and scooping Lydia up in a matter of seconds, wiping a river of blood from her nose. "Khun, good news, you're accepted into the society. Now lets get everyone down the the damn medical wing, we don't have time for an eval anymore." She said, her tone suddenly serious and demanding.