Linada was so so tired… Every time she thought she would have a break, something came up. Someone would step on something sharp, or have a horrible stomach ache because they drank water with too much ether in it… Her job was never done as the last real doctor the Machina had.
Right now, though, she was taking her chances sitting down to relax by the water. She figured even a few minutes would do her some good! She just hoped it was a few minutes and not seconds this time. How Shilx broke his finger in the three seconds between her seeing him and her sitting down, she still didn't know.
She stared up at the sky, at least it was nice out today. Even if sitting outside Junks for a while was all the break she got, it was worth it with weather like this. Better than if she walked out into a bunch of rain, at the very least!
Menyx approached and she held in a groan, the good mood leaving. She had nothing against the child, but anyone approaching right now probably meant her break was just about over. And she'd only had a minute this time… the longest record yet!
She prepared to stand up as Menyx came to a stop next to her. "Do you need something, Menyx?"
"Can I sit with you?" They asked, catching her off guard. "I don't have anything to do and you're usually busy…"
"Go ahead." She gave them a small smile and relaxed a bit again. "Honestly, I thought you needed help with something when you approached! Someone always does when I'm relaxing."
Menyx shook their head. "I'm fine. I just don't get to talk to you much, Doctor Linada. You live in the same place as Papa, but we never talk."
"Ah, the curse of me being so busy, hm?" She chuckled, shaking her head. "It's too bad, I would love to know more about what goes through your little head. You're sure to have a different point-of-view on everything, after all."
"Cause I was made after the tragedy, right?" Menyx sounded quiet down when they spoke again. "I don't know if I'm allowed to think much of stuff when I wasn't there."
"It's not your fault you were made after." Linada shook her head. "If you have thoughts on the world around you, that's perfectly fine. Natural and healthy, even."
Menyx turned their pod to face her. "You really mean it?"
"Of course I do. I don't want you holding everything in, you hear? That's bad for bodies like ours." The number of times Eiz needed repairs because he busted something trying to bury his feelings was ridiculous as was. No need for a child to have that problem! "If nothing else, come tell me, okay? I won't be mad, no matter what you think."
"Really?" Menyx sounded hopeful as they moved a bit closer. "You promise?"
"Of course." She patted the top of their pod with a chuckle. "I'm here to help, it's what I do."
Ah, there she went again, doing her job instead of just relaxing. But hey, mental pain was different than physical, so… she guessed it was at least a little different than the usual. She would take that as a win.