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“Let's get her to her room. She'll be fine." This time she didn't care how harsh she sounded. "Why don't we let a doctor decide that?" he said, so coolly he couldn't possibly be messing with her... could he? "A doctor is deciding that. So if you don't mind." She pushed him out of the way and grabbed her sister's am. The action made her feel like she was six and playing at being doctor instead of actually being one, and that shot her rioting emotions right into intense annoyance. "I'm sorry," he said utterly unapologetically. "How could I forget?" And then she could swear he muttered, "The worth of your hands and all that," under his breath. She couldn't remember the last time her ears had heated with embarrassment. What was it with him getting so hung up on that? Her hands were worth too much to burn on saving a pot of caramel. Why was that so hard to understand? He should be glad- she was going to save his sister's life, for shit's sake. "That's okay," she said, then she matched his mumble with, "It's not like you need a photographic memory to cook food.” — Sonali Dev