Nessie brings her hands up to hide her face, and coughs again -- blood splatters, in tiny aspirated droplets, onto the sleeves of her jacket. When Jason says, "Let me see," Nessie shakes her head as if to refuse.
"I thought... I thought Dr. Anderson was able to help you!" Donna moves closer, unable to hide her worry. Diana had said that Vanessa was doing fine. This looked to be the furthest thing from 'fine'.
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Date: 2022-09-14 02:07 am (UTC)"I thought... I thought Dr. Anderson was able to help you!" Donna moves closer, unable to hide her worry. Diana had said that Vanessa was doing fine. This looked to be the furthest thing from 'fine'.