"You're going to give me a swelled head," she complains, her protest negated by the bashful grin she's trying to hide. Reynard seems determined to flatter her, but she's not giving up so easily.
She lets him take her hands and examine him at his leisure, bemused as she is by it. Her hands are warm and steady, but a comfortable cafe date with a friend is a far cry from a situation requiring first aid. She listens to his answer with a thoughtful expression, eyes widening slightly at the mention of the plague. "Do you mean the bubonic plague? That's a tricky disease, it presents itself as the flu at first... you're right, diseases can be difficult to diagnose. The one that scares me the most in bacterial meningitis because it progresses so quickly. You can be dead in a few hours if you don't seek immediate treatment."
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She lets him take her hands and examine him at his leisure, bemused as she is by it. Her hands are warm and steady, but a comfortable cafe date with a friend is a far cry from a situation requiring first aid. She listens to his answer with a thoughtful expression, eyes widening slightly at the mention of the plague. "Do you mean the bubonic plague? That's a tricky disease, it presents itself as the flu at first... you're right, diseases can be difficult to diagnose. The one that scares me the most in bacterial meningitis because it progresses so quickly. You can be dead in a few hours if you don't seek immediate treatment."