Linden, Viola, Court, Bell | Operating Theater (CW: Medical Gore)
Viola was surprised when he actually asked her to do something close to the end. She knew how proud he was of his stitchwork, and though it was, in terms of doctoring, grunt work, she felt genuinely a little flattered that he was allowing her to do it. Of course, feeling him hover nearby was anxiety-inducing, and she was momentarily transported back to her early days of medical school, eagle-eyed attending physicians breathing down her neck and ready to scold.
Fortunately, straight, neat stitching was an area where Viola excelled both inside and out of the operating room, and she was satisfied with her work when she joined Linden near the basin to strip herself of operating equipment. "Would you like the speak to the patient when he wakes?" she asked. "He'd traditional. He might respond better to a treatment plan if it comes from..." the slightest pause, "his surgeon."