Hestia Jones can charm the pants off of you. (hastyhestia) wrote in wished,
"I'm going to ask her," she said, as if there was no other response.
Hestia took brisk steps from the lift toward the first open examining room she found. Although in normal circumstances she would have moved into one of the more public rooms, this called for a much more private place to work. A pair of Healers came toward them in the opposite direction, smiles and chuckles accompanying them. They nodded in hello toward Hestia and she briefly waved back before turning inside of the large empty room.
The straps of the stretcher came loose and the woman's body was eased slightly onto the bed in the room. Hestia closed the door behind them and moved closer toward the patient.
Although she knew exactly who she was talking to, she wanted to know if the woman knew who she was.
"Hi," Hestia said softly, her hand touching the woman's arm just lightly. "My name is Hestia Jones. I'm a Healer here, at St. Mungo's and I'm going to take care of you. But first, I need you to tell me your name."