"Then I would advise footwear in the medical areas, at least. Leaving one's feet exposed in a medical facility is inadvisable." This suggestion is a little more pointed. But no, Lapis isn't here for another exam. Diya does not opt to sit; rather, she stands nearby the exam chair, but not very close to it, a distinct bubble of personal space of several feet between them. She folds her hands in front of her pristine lab coat over light, iridescent robes.

"You recall your agreement to assist in an advisory capacity?"