𝑪𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝑸𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒏

if it is any comfort he has been in her shoes often enough in the past, sometimes in the present. swallowing pride is part of the job, especially if that pride stood between them and a patient being treated. watching from where he was, arms folded, by the way the man —

“ trust me, i know it sucks, but even i've had to apologize through gritted teeth over the years, we need to make sure this kid is taken care of, can't do that if he's taken to a whole new hospital. ” especially when the peds program here is top notch. sometimes you have —

“ yes, i read as such in the briefs before i took over for him, like to know who i'm working with. ” though he only ever glanced at people's files, liked to determine for himself the kind of person someone is. “ no, you'll remain on the case, might need to swallow some pride —

“ it's part of the job, we see bad parents as well as good, ones who have no idea what they're doing, and masters at it. ” peds doesn't tend to be many people's pick, in ciarans experience, it picked him. “ you care about these kids, you made the right call, you just need to —

“ stand there and look like i'm ripping into you about it, alright? ” truth is if she hadn't done it, he would've probably done much worse, nothing gets under his skin more than arrogant, irresponsible parents. what's being said wouldn't be heard outside, expressions —

“ wouldn't even touch it before the second tumor appeared. kids gone through hell; and he hasn't even started life. ” he felt for him, the kid and his parents. no one should be in this position. “ i don't actually believe the tumors have merged properly.. there has to be a —

“ i assure you, if it wasn't; you would've have been paged this early in the morning. ” he wasn't one to seek aid unless it was absolutely necessary, other methods to shrink the tumors had failed, surgery was now, the only shot. “ I believe in giving other surgeons a chance —