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Susan Amelia Bones (susanamybones) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

She nodded sagely - the war had been a terrible thing, and few had escaped it unscathed. While she didn't really remember Nott, she thought of her father, and the various colleagues she knew who'd spent time in Ernie's ward, and felt a swell of camaraderie for the man. "It's probably best," she murmured after a moment. "To let sleeping dragons lie in that regard I think? If he doesn't bring it up, then don't worry about it." She smiled at the slightly stricken look on Ernie's face, and patted his arm affectionately. "You can be both, dear. Sometimes to heal you need to be a friend, and sometimes a friend needs to be a healer. You shouldn't worry yourself about it, you are who you are."

She pulled out her watch and grimaced. "And what we are, is about to be late to head back for work."