"Implying, what exactly? That you are not among the living?" Finding that a trifling hard to believe. He looked animated enough though he should have a word with both a tailor and barber for doing something about this rumpled, disheveled look of his. "I suppose the decision really wasn't in either of our hands." That much she would allow.

At least they had managed to stumble upon some common ground. His complaints lay in the removal of his powers, and her in the products that were available.

"Precisely. How forward thinking of you." Genuinely impressed that he was not going to argue with her like some of the others had. When she was out on excavations they often took her and her men to remote locations where getting to medical attention could be dicey. You needed something on hand to deal with problems as they arose or you might not make it long enough to return to the more populated areas. Also, it would have pleased her to be labeled a 'lady doctor' by yet another being. Scoff though Emerson might at her dabbling in the medical field it had helped them out innumerable times. Him especially since he often needed stitching up, and the first time they had met in Amarna he had been violently ill. It was only from her constant care that he made a full recovery.