[Girl blinks, frowns heavily and then starts to back up. Girl's seen unhinged people. That kind of thing happened pretty regularly in the desert. The stress, the lack of water, the rampant drug abuse...people had breakdowns. Hell, she lived with someone perpetually on the edge of a nervous breakdown. That's not even going into her few years wandering the wastelands talking to a cat. She was used to it.
It doesn't mean she's sure of how to react. There's a reason she usually left taking care of Party to Jet.]
Right. You take care of people's organs. [Girl puts her arms out, palms up. She's trying to look placating.] Maybe the clinic could help you out. They deal with bodies.
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It doesn't mean she's sure of how to react. There's a reason she usually left taking care of Party to Jet.]
Right. You take care of people's organs. [Girl puts her arms out, palms up. She's trying to look placating.] Maybe the clinic could help you out. They deal with bodies.
[Maybe Dr. Sweets could handle this.]