Gate of Memoirs/Gallery A

Amateur paintings, mostly of flowers and skeletons, hang on the wall. You can't help but feel that you are being watched.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Sole Light"	Music: "Sole Light"
 	
*Beyond the Study is another door, which opens up into a smaller room—a miniature gallery.
*Looking closely, the paintings feature mostly flowers and birds, juxtaposed with skeletons of all kinds.
*You can tell that whoever painted these did so for the love and appreciation of nature, be it life or death.
 	
*Theodor: Life in the world of medicine is terribly exhausting.
*Theodor: We are only human, after all, and we can only do so much.
*Theodor: Florence enjoyed painting, and would take every opportunity to sketch.
*Theodor: Sometimes she would sit with patients and draw with them. It soothed her, she said; it rejuvenates them.
 	
*At the far end of the room, a familiar figure is staring up at the biggest painting.
*Florence does not react as Theodor walks toward her, his boots clicking on the carpet.
 	
*Theodor: …The first thing to go was her fine motor skill. Her hands trembled too much for her to hold anything.
 	
*Theodor: Not that she could. Most of her waking moments were spent in terrible, spasmodic pain.
*Theodor hesitates, then brings his hand up slowly to touch Florence's.
 	
*You watch closely for any sudden movements.
 	
*Theodor: Florence, can you hear me? You're still here, aren't you?
*Theodor: ......
 	
*You decided against approaching them for fear of turning Florence hostile…
 	
*But Florence makes a grab for Theodor, her face contorted in conflicting emotion.
*Florence: Hhh...hurts…
 	
*Florence: My head...hurts...!
*Florence: You...!!