Senna"I’m going to be direct with you," Dax said.He didn't knock. Or say good morning... he just walked into the infirmary and shut the door behind him. The sound of the latch clicking felt very loud in the quiet room.I didn't stop what I was doing. I was organizing the little glass bottles of willow bark and mint. My hands were steady, even if my heart was starting to beat a little too fast. I didn't look at him yet."You are usually direct, Dax," I said. "It is one of the things I like about you.""Set that down, Senna," he said. His voice was not mean. It was just very flat. "This isn't a medical visit. I didn't come here to get my self checked."I set the bottle down. I turned around and wiped my hands on my white apron. I looked at him. He was standing by the door with his arms crossed. He looked tired, but he also looked like he had finally solved a puzzle and didn't like the outcome."Okay," I said. "I am listening.""I have enough now," Dax said. He stepped closer to the ta
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