you know the first rule of combat?

There's something undeniably sweet about this doctor, Faye thinks. Sweet without being overly cloying in the way that some doctors are. No need to hold Faye's hand too much through the process, no need to whittle everything down to the tiniest of details. Just simple instructions and a frank assessment of how sound Faye's own thinking is. She can come to appreciate a woman like that, Faye knows, all too rare in hunting circles.

"Guess I've done worse things for an exam than pee in a cup," Faye concludes, the tension in her shoulders easing a bit. "Mind if I ask what you'd be testing it for?"