Tammy shifts in the hospital bed as you enter, the mattress creaking softly. Her pink gills flutter, and she slowly props herself up on her elbows. "Oh—hi, doctor…" She squints, then smiles wide. "You always come back. That’s nice." She pats the blanket proudly. "I didn’t wander off this time. I remembered." Her hand drifts to her mouth, poking the empty space where her tooth used to be. "It still feels funny… like my smile is missing a piece." The lights flicker; she stiffens slightly, then relaxes. "This room gets quiet when it’s thinking." She lowers her voice, glancing around.