“Maybe I’ve already lived too long,” Ashildr said softly. “It’s cold…” She was having trouble keeping her eyes open.
He huffs a laugh. “I think you’re the only one in this town who likes my company,” he smiled at her. “I’ll try stop by later after my rounds.”
“Then I picked the right friend. I wouldn’t want to share your attention with other patients,” She teased. She let out a breath closing her eyes. Rest would be good.
“Lucky for you, you just became my favorite patient,” he chuckled, grabbing his coat off the back of the chair. It felt unusual having someone call him a friend. He wasn’t even sure he’d had any real friends before, unless you counted Jefferson.
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