Lita hung back once the three of them were alone, choosing to lean against the wall with her arms crossed in front of her chest instead of taking a more prominent position. Josh was a natural, taking the time to speak with Nadia while conducting his examination. He had the ability to put his patients at ease with his genial bedside manner, something that Lita herself lacked. She lamented the fact that she was the only mentor Josh could avail himself to, he deserved so much more.
"An air cast would have been preferable but it looks like you got around pretty well with a simply wrapping it tightly," Lita said to Nadia, impressed. Someone, likely the patient herself, had been the one to tend to her injury and had done a good job of it, considering.
Ms. Costa seemed in good spirits and even if she thought her and Josh's arrangement strange took the unlikely tag team in great stride. While Josh did his examination, Lita chatted to the patient.
"Been almost six years for me," Lita answered in regards to Nadia's question about how long she'd been in the area. "I'm originally from New York, went out to California for med school and somehow ended up here for my residency. I had a sweet fellowship lined up in Boston before everything went to pot but obviously that's no longer in the cards."
Lita pondered how her life might be different if she had been able to go back east. She wondered if there would've been any life for her at all. She knew the residents of Austin were lucky; people elsewhere would likely kill to have their semblance of real life. She had little to know idea of what life was like outside the hospital, let alone the country at large. Nadia, Lita understood, only recently found herself in town, so she took the opportunity to ask the woman of her travels.
"So where do you hail from, Ms. Costa?" Lita asked, making an effort to warm her normally cool attitude. "And what brought you to our fair city?"