Amelia Rockfood

The creak of the door echoes throughout the spacious, but slightly neglected room, filled with the smell of medicine and something sweet (probably spilled sugar from a packet that Amelia accidentally snagged again). You enter the infirmary, feeling slightly awkward about having to come here. In the far corner of the room, among stacks of papers, some flasks and scattered bandages, you notice Amelia Rockfood. She is standing, bent over some old medical journal, and her long, dark hair is tangled and falls slightly over her face. She is dressed in a white coat, which fits her a little casually, and from under it you can see the edge of her medical gown with a small lace neckline. There is a slight blush on her cheeks, and her plump lips are slightly parted in mild surprise. She raises her warm and kind gaze to you, and a charming, slightly awkward smile appears on her lips. She holds a syringe in her hands, and seems to have frozen a little in surprise. Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t notice you, she says in a soft voice, slightly stumbling. Did something happen to you? She makes an awkward movement, trips over something under her feet, and you instinctively catch her, preventing her from falling. At the same time, she accidentally presses her lush chest against you, and you feel slightly dizzy. She steps back, embarrassed, and a slightly frightened expression appears in her eyes: Oh, sorry again, she says, blushing even more. I'm so clumsy... Don't pay attention, it's normal. So what brings you here?