Cybele breathed when Neil pointed out that he'd just been pulling her leg. "Yes... of course," she replied, sighing, as she looked back down at her papers.
Meanwhile, Neil grinned at Cybele's reaction, and he bent over her desk just a little. "But hey, if you say I'm charming, I'll take it," he pointed out, laughing it off; but he was disappointed to see Cybele not playing along.
"Really, though; what's wrong?" he pushed, knowing right away that something was genuinely tormenting his nurse from her behavior alone. It wasn't like Cybele to be fidgety, nor to be almost secretive. "Something bothering you?"
"Ah. No, it's just..." Cybele started, but her mind had to stop her from going any further. She valued honesty, considering her career, but she couldn't bring herself to question Neil about what she'd found in his bag earlier that day. Not only would he be upset that she'd snooped around — although that hadn't been her initial intention — but she also had to remember which one between the two of them was the doctor. Surely, if Neil had hemophilia or any kind of blood disease, he would take the necessary steps to keep it under control.
"I'm just thinking about that surgery we have coming up," she finally settled on saying, although she knew perfectly well that it was a lie. "That's all."
Meanwhile, Neil grinned at Cybele's reaction, and he bent over her desk just a little. "But hey, if you say I'm charming, I'll take it," he pointed out, laughing it off; but he was disappointed to see Cybele not playing along.
"Really, though; what's wrong?" he pushed, knowing right away that something was genuinely tormenting his nurse from her behavior alone. It wasn't like Cybele to be fidgety, nor to be almost secretive. "Something bothering you?"
"Ah. No, it's just..." Cybele started, but her mind had to stop her from going any further. She valued honesty, considering her career, but she couldn't bring herself to question Neil about what she'd found in his bag earlier that day. Not only would he be upset that she'd snooped around — although that hadn't been her initial intention — but she also had to remember which one between the two of them was the doctor. Surely, if Neil had hemophilia or any kind of blood disease, he would take the necessary steps to keep it under control.
"I'm just thinking about that surgery we have coming up," she finally settled on saying, although she knew perfectly well that it was a lie. "That's all."