[Sibyll was already at the clinic and not in the best of moods. In her world, cars didn't move and the roads were always clear of vehicles. Unfortunately this was not the case here. The result was that she hadn't gotten run over, but she did break her arm diving out of the way.

She didn't really pay attention to whoever had just entered until a familiar voice reached her ears. One she had never expected to hear ever again.]

Miss? Is something wrong? You went really pale all of a sudden? Is the pain too much?

[The nurse gave her a concerned look as she continued to bandage up the Courier's arm.]

N-no. I'm... [Sibyll took a deep breath and closed her eyes, composing herself.]... fine. Are you almost finished?

Yes, Ms. Sibyll. The bones have been healed, but try to refrain from using your arm for the next day or two.

Thanks.

[Of course there was no back exit to this place. Sibyll's only way out would bring her right to Arcade. Reluctantly she scoots off of the bed and walks out to face the music.]

Arcade, I wasn't expecting to see you here.

[The Courier greeted him with a friendly enough smile, watching his expression intently to the point where she barely even noticed the other man.]