Jennifer let a quiet sigh of relief escape her. She was still very annoyed and more than a little scared, but things finally seemed to be getting under control. She also caught the message from the man's- Joel's- glance at her. Now wasn't the time, she supposed. She may never find out the truth, and found herself wondering again what sort of world they came from. What sort of infection was so bad that a doctor would rather break their oath and deliberately hurt or kill another person to stop it from spreading?

You placed some trust in me when you burst into my clinic and hung around, Jennifer thought suddenly, actually amused a little despite herself. You may be talking about me like I'm not here and like I'm liable to do something to you at any moment, but both of you have had plenty of opportunities to hurt me and haven't done so.

More thoughts for another time, so Jennifer pushed them out of the way, tying her hair back.

"Lie back down." Her tone was calm and professional now. She was a surgeon, and there was a patient. When everything else was stripped away from the situation, that's what it boiled down to.