Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20170312033542/@comment-26104528-20170629191618

Seeing Kurai start to cry, Ingraham subtly activated the camera on his scroll with his semblance. He felt the Dr. Martinez would need to see this.

''It never gets any easier, does it? ''She thought to herself, watching the boy. Every so often, patients would come in having lost their friends or family in the wildlands outside the city to Grimm or Bandits. Moments like this were reminders of exactly why she chose being a psychiatrist as her career.

“Did he get any grief counseling for what happened? Any from his faction or did his friends find someone.” She asked, refocusing herself. “Yow…Did you get any counseling while you were in the Realm? Your friends help you find anyone?” Ingraham semi-parroted. He’d seen a few of the Destral defectors talking to Sylvia and even he’d check in once a month or after a particularly bad op. Watching the scene before her, Hargreave only had more and more respect for Wolfe. She felt confident in letting the branch office out here be primarily defended by the Valley’s militia.

Consequently, that reminded her of a few things; the Raccoon glanced at Honara to have her handle this.

“I hope I’m not interrupting but I plan to have one of our security teams stationed out here in our new office. I think it’s important that they become familiar with the locals. When would the best time for a meet-and-greet be? Is tomorrow acceptable?”