( her voice is quieter as she works, brow furrowed somewhat in concentration. some days it feels so much longer, as if there hadn't been a time that she hadn't been a doctor, yet occasionally angela will wonder where the years went. she remembers the first time that she'd visited overwatch with torbjorn. how young she'd been then.
it's a simple job. the bullet hadn't penetrated too deeply leaving angela able to easily remove it. she examines it at first, comfortable in how intact it is )
Just a few moments more.
( to stitch and bandage. she's been without her staff for so long that, though it's now sat in her room, she doesn't instantly think of it )
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( her voice is quieter as she works, brow furrowed somewhat in concentration. some days it feels so much longer, as if there hadn't been a time that she hadn't been a doctor, yet occasionally angela will wonder where the years went. she remembers the first time that she'd visited overwatch with torbjorn. how young she'd been then.
it's a simple job. the bullet hadn't penetrated too deeply leaving angela able to easily remove it. she examines it at first, comfortable in how intact it is )
Just a few moments more.
( to stitch and bandage. she's been without her staff for so long that, though it's now sat in her room, she doesn't instantly think of it )