Snippet #1158869

Any small remenants of anxiety vanished not that this young man would notice through her collected expression. She was filled with warm and sometimes considered dangerous curiosity.
"Yes thats me" she replied with a polite smile.
"I heard something from below us, you have a basement? Is that were you keep the Patients?" She hesistated in her questions realising that he may not be a questions person, what kind of person was he... There was no point in learning the patients if you didnt understand your fellow staff.
Now she looked at him paying attention she was able to take into account that he looked interesting, just by his face she could see it, a history, something worth knowing. Unlike the receptionist she had a blunt,dull face and her mind was the exact same.
"Sorry i ask alot of questions" Bea murmured getting to her feet. Sitting down left her feeling even smaller than she actually was. On her feet she came up to his upper torso. Tilting her head back she gazed up at his face with a curious fatele that had caused her previous patients to go silent, it made (unknown to her) her look like the most beautiful, purest thing you'd ever laid eyes on. Her best expression and she was unconciously aiming it at Kamijou whilst searching him for hidden answers and flaws.