Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get
Abasi could not remember the last time anyone had told him it was a pleasure to meet him. This did not particularly sweeten him to the woman, though; if anything it made him suspicious she was trying to soften him up. Still, he nodded at her name. An odd one, to match her appearance and accent. "I see. I may come for your assistance again then, if this illness returns."
She insisted again that he did not need to give her a reward and well, he was not going to bend over backwards for it. If she did not want her work to be appreciated, so be it.
"Then I will be on my way." Not that he had anywhere of note to go. "I am sure you have other patients to be treating. I have heard many are sick at the moment."
