When she had the amount she needed drawn out, she eased the needle out of her, quickly replacing it with a cotton ball.

"Put pressure on that for me?" she requested, moving to finish up. She'd send the sample to the lab as soon as they were done. Over her shoulder, she said, sounding sympathetic, "They say there's two versions of everyone here. One at home, one here. I know that probably isn't much comfort, but he still has you."