Re: Craig/Margot
Margot chuckled and gave a shrug. "He just gives off that impression to me. Then again I think this castle attracts crackpots, so it is a logical conclusion." Margot wasn't about to go around and complain to anyone but her sister about the way things were run in the hospital wing; she knew he was in charge, but that didn't change the fact when it came to tending victims of war, she was better qualified.
"We've agreed that I think he's a crackpot and he thinks I'm spoiled snobby bitch. It's wonderful, working relationship."
Nodding, she tucked the name with the face in her head. "I like him so far, but I haven't trained in any of the other classes. Most of them overlap my shift."
Again, Margot nodded, trying to remember if he told her that last time they spoke. "I'm pretty much doing the same as well. Although, most of the injuries I've seen have be relatively superficial." While part of her secretly hoped against all odds that the injuries stayed that way, she knew they wouldn't.