The path to the infirmary takes you past a few more nuns, though with the way you're dressed the two of you get nods of seemingly respect as you pass through the halls.
The infirmary is rather standard, once you reach it, with stark white beds lining along slightly green walls. Not the most comforting place, but at least there's nobody sick here right now. Just a single strangely dressed figure is rearranging some tools, and folding clean sheets.
"Ai Ling, look-" They whisper.
“....I see.” Ai Ling whispers back. Well. How do we ease into this one.
Strangely dressed how?
:clueless: lemme drop the png in the refs
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This does not seem like clothing very well suited for infirmary work, let alone a convent, but you know what, we're all children of the Goddess, or - Well at least they're masked up?
They hate this dumbass headpiece. They feel like they will be dissected.
Nonetheless, they approach.
“Good morning. Glad to see this place empty.” 😌 How to segue into the whole plague talk without seeming like an idiot. Ah. :ahuhuhu:
She quickly turns to look at you two, having not really heard your approach. The creaking of the floors here sure make it difficult-- "Morning. What business may you have here?"