[Liethell]

His response seems enough to satiate the restless crowd. The line has shrunk since he was last out. It seems a few more are giving up on this doctor-demon-witch. A family of one mother and three children begins to make their way out. There's quiet murmuring among them.

It takes a short time for the teenager to come out. She's just as sulky as before, but she hands him his coat with more gentleness than before. "I'm sorry about being rude earlier." She mumbles, and then she runs off. He's left alone again, to watch the line as it graudally shortens...