I didn't mean- [ He shouldn't have brought that up. It was a glitch. She would've caught it. He can see it. It's a compliment but also bringing up something awful. His mouth draws into a thin line. He looks around and never finds a correction to this. This is why people think he's a dick.
She's moving on. He should too. He looks at the floor with a wide-eyed stare. ]
See. Yeah. Maybe I can speed it up. [ Maybe???? The elevator dings and it takes him just then to realize how heavily he was leaning on the wall there. He pushes himself off then follows her, deer in headlights looking around the hall they exit into. He knows he's been on this floor, been in this hall, and yet he can't remember when.
He follows one step behind her, trying to keep next to her but letting her lead. ]
Yeah. But not too much. I don't like the attention. [ A vague gesture around. ] Should I be wearing PPE to follow you into a lab?
[Nope. Not acknowledging it. She's made her peace or whatever, dealt with the repercussions. What's done is done and in the past and she would very much not like to think about it anymore thank you.]
I'll keep that in mind. [Please get her OT approved. Maybe that will put you back in her good graces, Wake.]
Oh, me neither. [What a lie. She thrives on attention, being told she's done a good job. It's the negative attention she isn't a fan of - and she still seems to get plenty of that too.
Her keycard is slipped from the breast pocket of her lab coat and she's unlocking the door for the both of them.]
No you're fine. [Wendy shakes her head, holding the door open for him to follow. Card slips back into her pocket once they're inside.] Don't worry about it. Just wash your hands in that sink over there for me? Make sure you disinfect.
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She's moving on. He should too. He looks at the floor with a wide-eyed stare. ]
See. Yeah. Maybe I can speed it up. [ Maybe???? The elevator dings and it takes him just then to realize how heavily he was leaning on the wall there. He pushes himself off then follows her, deer in headlights looking around the hall they exit into. He knows he's been on this floor, been in this hall, and yet he can't remember when.
He follows one step behind her, trying to keep next to her but letting her lead. ]
Yeah. But not too much. I don't like the attention. [ A vague gesture around. ] Should I be wearing PPE to follow you into a lab?
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I'll keep that in mind. [Please get her OT approved. Maybe that will put you back in her good graces, Wake.]
Oh, me neither. [What a lie. She thrives on attention, being told she's done a good job. It's the negative attention she isn't a fan of - and she still seems to get plenty of that too.
Her keycard is slipped from the breast pocket of her lab coat and she's unlocking the door for the both of them.]
No you're fine. [Wendy shakes her head, holding the door open for him to follow. Card slips back into her pocket once they're inside.] Don't worry about it. Just wash your hands in that sink over there for me? Make sure you disinfect.