User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-24431359-20170420045917/@comment-28358106-20170420153729

"..Templars?" Thomas' eyes widen slightly at the mention of a patient. He pulls the door open and stands aside. "Yes, of course, come in. We can talk upstairs." He takes the gentleman's riding cloak and hands it to Aurum, who is standing nearby. "Aurum, tell your mother I'll be in the office doing a consultation, please,"

"Yes, Father," she says, as Thomas leads the way upstairs. Hanging around the balcony, Aegis waves to them as they walk by. "Hey, new person!"

"In a while, Aegis." Thomas leads him into a larger room, made smaller by a large amount of medical reference materials on various shelves surrounding them. He closes the door behind them and locks it with a wave of his hand, then gestures to an empty chair, its cushions comfortably worn from years of use.

"Have a seat, please, Mr. Kresnik, and you can tell me about your wife's condition," he says, pulling forward a decanter of water and pouring two glass fulls and forming a thin layer of frost on them with his hand. "I apologize for my girls. They mean well, but they don't get to see a lot of new faces out here." He turns and holds out one of the frosty glasses.