"Is that it?" Angela asked intently.
"KS also respected you, that's rare for her" James shrugged and stared into the wall.
Angela nodded, turning her head away from him she stared at the wall for a moment before lowering it in a sigh.
"I guess we are similar in some ways" she muttered and raised the sleeves of his shirt to reveal a wrist brace with small knives fitted neatly.
"Whether that is a good or bad thing, I don't know" she smiled and lifted the sleeves of her white doctor coat next. She had neatly arranged needles in a wrist brace just like his.
"I wonder at times what this says about your childhood, and then I realize that we are not similar. We are very different, you and I. You grew up in a family and you chose this life. This life chose me. My mother died early on and m
