[ Sonia is just on her way back from the library, arms full of papers of notes (for the same thing, actually, ideas on ways that might offer Graham treatment) to the point that her arms are aching from how much she's got piled up. While she had kept studying (because everything constantly evolves especially when it comes to medicine and languages) she has had 3 years of her own of being controlled and brainwashed and it's taking some effort to recall everything. At least this gives her focus. Gives her a purpose, because she knows only too well how hard this can all be.
She's walking down the hall when she sees Haise, carrying the tray in his hands. ]
Ah! Good day... are you going somewhere?
[ It's hard to say if he's just heading back to his room, but there are too mugs on his tray... ]
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She's walking down the hall when she sees Haise, carrying the tray in his hands. ]
Ah! Good day... are you going somewhere?
[ It's hard to say if he's just heading back to his room, but there are too mugs on his tray... ]