Re: Linden, Viola, Court, Bell | Operating Theater You promised to behave. You promised to behave. You promised to behave... The litany prevented Court from snapping at Doctor Cress, but he couldn’t stop the quiet sigh that escaped his nostrils or the look he presented on Viola. He hoped dearly that this expression conveyed everything he was thinking. Is he really like this? I’m so sorry that you were affianced with him. And I have so much more respect for your self-control that you were able to ask for his help.
But he kept his tongue and instead busied himself with shifting Bellamy’s unconscious form to a more comfortable position. He almost forgot entirely about his masquerade in his anger, but managed to catch himself. “Doctor Cress, could please you help me move him? I’m not sure I can support his weight entirely with my hip. I wouldn’t want to risk re-injuring him.”