Janette chose her next words carefully. "Since we're partners, somewhat, in this, would you perhaps let me know who you choose henceforth ?" She asked. Not because she necessarily cared who he experimented on, she just wanted to make sure a few favorite patients of hers weren't selected; specifically, Emily.
"Oh, every nurse has her favorites," Janette smiled softly.
"The new girl under my care, Emily. I quite like her. She seems to have a sweet disposition once you get her to talk. I believe she's very grateful to have been moved to a new room, as her other one was an atrocious little hole. Dare say Lidia deserved what she got," Janette replied, looking around the room. "There are one or two others hardly worth mentioning. They only make favorites because they aren't as dreadful to deal with." She scoffed. Turning her eyes to Thomas, she asked, "And do doctors have favorites?"
Janette laughed lightly. "Certainly, some are indeed very annoying," she agreed. "I suppose those go first."
Janette leaned forward from where she now sat on the edge of the desk. "Because to save thousands, you always have to sacrifice a few. Always." She straightened. "I learned that early on. My parents, I assume you know, were always at some fundraiser or another to raise money for the homeless, sick and dying. I was their sacrifice," she said seriously. "I barely knew them, they hardly knew me."
