~ 30 ~~ Mia ~Over the next few days, a quiet routine formed between Aron and me.What had started as a brief consultation over her grandfather's neurological scans quickly bloomed into an easy, comfortable friendship. Aron was sharp, eager to learn, and possessed none of the stiff snobbishness that colored so much of East Lake’s medical establishment. Every afternoon around one, she would wait by the clinical laboratory doors with two takeaway cups from the campus café, coaxing me away from my research notes for lunch."You're a brilliant researcher, Dr. Quinn, but you run on pure adrenaline and cold air," Aron teased one afternoon, sliding a chicken wrap and a steaming cup of tea across the cafeteria table. "Even Red Moon geniuses need protein.""Old habits," I said with a faint smile, unwrapping the food. "When I'm analyzing synaptic degradation, time tends to disappear.""Well, my job this semester is to make sure our guest professor doesn't faint from starvation," she laughed,
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