Jancis poured over another journal, one she had spent her last gil on in order to keep, stuffing papers of notes into it for the last of her preparations.
The problem really wasn’t so much the operation itself, but what could be found within. She had to know every part of the shoulder without feeling it, because as far as feelings were concerned, something was just off. It fooled her before. Many times.
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“If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by search or trail.â€
Jancis frowned thoughtfully as the quote passed her lips, coming up to mind immediately as she pondered. It was something that would not be thought of. The biggest thing she could not figure out was who to ask for help. Who would understand the need and also be able to provide assistance.
Denz, surely, for presence sake alone. But for consolation and advice, she was struggling.
Shaking her head, the quil met fresh paper, deciding to simply write her close kin just what she planned. Even without questions, someone would ask something she did not have a question for. And she needed questions to find answers.
“Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.â€
The problem really wasn’t so much the operation itself, but what could be found within. She had to know every part of the shoulder without feeling it, because as far as feelings were concerned, something was just off. It fooled her before. Many times.
“If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by search or trail.â€
Jancis frowned thoughtfully as the quote passed her lips, coming up to mind immediately as she pondered. It was something that would not be thought of. The biggest thing she could not figure out was who to ask for help. Who would understand the need and also be able to provide assistance.
Denz, surely, for presence sake alone. But for consolation and advice, she was struggling.
Shaking her head, the quil met fresh paper, deciding to simply write her close kin just what she planned. Even without questions, someone would ask something she did not have a question for. And she needed questions to find answers.
“Judge a man by his questions rather than by his answers.â€
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