>>19459312From Mare's perspective, there was an instant ruckus outside of her room, with muffled voices as someone with a gentle, soft spoken voice adressed Offer.
[Outside of the room]
>"Well that wasn't very nice, dear."Maria McTavish stood in front of Offer wearing a T-shirt, an IV drip in her arm that she walked around with, some surgical slacks hanging on a dufflebag.
>"Now I didn't mean to intrude on your conversation, and it wasn't entirely clear to me what you were talking about, but you were wrong you know."Maria looked Offer up and down, being rather...unimpressed with the woman.
>"...Mare doesn't deserve a mother such as you." 