Helen Magnus. [ both women have similar accents and the sound of another from england -- or somewhere with a similar way of speech -- is both familiar and comforting for helen. ] It's an absolute pleasure, Martha, and I do hope this will be to your liking as well.
[ it isn't much at the moment: a front room for welcoming and waiting, if they ever have enough patients for that, and a small back room leading to a few others where she's setting up supplies for two patient rooms to start and an informal lessons room. she has no doubt that these will likely get moved around at some point, but it's worth trying. ]
You're more than welcome to take a look around. I'm still in the process of organizing where everything will go, but I've a decent start on it. Of course, if you have suggestions, I'd be more than happy to hear them.
[ helen herself is dressed in a nice, long-sleeved dress suit that makes her feel a bit more normal. even those sleeves can't hide her wrists, which are wrapped (almost all the way up to her elbows under the sleeves), or the small pinprick-like cuts on her cheeks and neck from the glass shards that had been embedded in her skin days earlier. the latter injuries are healing quickly, as she had hoped, and aren't as noticeable as they once had been. however, she fully expects a fellow doctor to notice and won't be surprised if that happens. ]