Thantos had arrived outside the doctors office, and opened the door just in time to see a head flying out the window. "Hey, nows not the time to play tennis with the dead bodies Morbis..." "Pray tell when I can, Thantos... a lady gets bored when her knight isn't around to make things interesting..." the word 'lady' made his scales shake in disgust. If only you weren't a homicidal doctor, you might actually seem attractive... he growled inside his helmet as he put Mistress on the table. "A new body to pla-" Thantos grabbed her mouth and almost crushed her jaw in his grip. "You mess around at all, and your head is going on a pike Morbis, so I suggest you treat the Creator with a little more restraint then the others..." "The Creator, why didn't you say that earlier, of course I can fix these simple cuts!!" she said with a rather cute smile despite being covered in the blood and gore of her 'toys'.
Thantos sat on a chair while Morbis caused two more arms to slip out from her scrubs, allowing her to perform more procedures at a quicker pace. Watching her work was almost like watching a magic show, but it also had a similar effect of making uninterested people start to daydream. He, however, had no dreams, only memories of a better life, one before the Ringmaster had become what she is now.