"doctor, Is There Something Bothering You? You Can Always Tell Me If There Is." She Reached A Hand Out

"doctor, is there something bothering you? You can always tell me if there is." She reached a hand out almost to gently touch his shoulder, but quickly pulled back before she did. "My apologies. I tend to feel immense amounts of sympathy for the scp's. I really shouldn't, but I do. I can't help but feel if I'm lucky I'm can form bonds with them. It's not like I have many friends..." She had almost muttered the last part under her breath, as she looked down almost ashamed. She looked back up mere seconds later with an expression that practically begged for him to be understanding, and hopefully give her a chance at what could be considered friendship. "I've always understood how lonely the scp's must feel, being contained alone with no one but the doctor's and researchers to talk to."

"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."

Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?