There might be some women who feel comforted by having a doctor of the same gender, but Faye only finds herself incredibly self-conscious, a faint dusting on pink on her cheeks as she steps inside. There's a familiarity to the feel of the room, even though it isn't half as confining as her hospital room was back in the day. Half-expecting to start to hear beeps and whirs, Faye's glad for the click of her heels breaking the silence as she steps further inside.

"Thanks," she says, getting that out of the way as she nervously tucks her hair behind an ear. "I'm Faye. Faye Valentine, assuming that matters for records. And I don't have anything incredibly serious I'm coming to you with; I'm just looking for some answers."