Riley took a deep breath when the girl made her dramatic statement. This girl reminded him of certain patients in the past but she was not them so he continued on. "Cissy why would you say that." He said softly, startled when he got an armful of crying, sobbing girl. Jesus! He thought to himself as he rubbed her back trying to comfort her a little.
"I know you don't sweetheart, you can't help it...it's your illness, that's why you're here so we can try to help you get better." He murmured as he stroked her wet hair and then went back to rubbing her back. "Did you want a pair of scrub pants or something Cissy, your legs must be very chilled." Riley wondered what the hell he was going to do with this one, the orderlies should have informed him she was so distraught and he would have seen her tomorrow.