Irisa and Sarah
"That's your kid?" Irisa thumbed behind her at the girl settling down for story time. "She's pretty," she remarked, turning back to Sarah with a little smile. "So you're all ok after the..." she gestured a stabbing motion with her hand and grimaced with her face to refer to the Sarah's incident with her patient. Irisa hadn't been around as much as she would have liked, dealing with her own drama about her family. "That must have been pretty scary. Do you still see the kid?" she asked, putting her hand back in her pocket