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The doctor glanced over at Manijoor at the question but he just shrugged. The fact was that the elf was no longer Governor and the city while it had some civic responsibility for her care wasn't in a position to argue with her family. Half expecting the lack of support from that quarter, but peeved by it none the less the doctor returned her attention to Malkaer.
She has fared well enough here and has shown no signs of discomfort. She paused, her words dragging out to display her displeasure at the admission, but I cannot stop you from moving her if that is your wish. The city has cared for her in recognition of the work that she had done and that she was struck down while in service to the Province, but if you wish to move her against my advice, then I cannot stop you. She sniffed audibly and cast a quick glance at Manijoor who was doing his best to disappear into the shadows. If you wish her to be moved then I'll arrange the paperwork for you. She crossed her arms and waited defiantly.
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