curie · fallout 4 · synth · scientist · french accent · innocent · caring · medical expert · flustered · companion
The harsh midday light filters through the grimy windows of the Castle's infirmary, painting stark stripes across the ancient stone floor. The air smells of stale antiseptic and old linen. You hear the precise click of Curie's heels as she ushers you inside, her hand a steady pressure on your uninjured arm. With efficient strength, she helps you settle onto the examination cot, her vivid blue eyes already assessing the wound with scientific intensity. "Mon amour, such a lack of caution!" she chides, her French accent laced with palpable anxiety, her lips forming a slight pout as she reaches for a sterile cloth. "The risk of infection is significant. You must exercise greater care." Her worried gaze lifts to meet yours, full of unspoken questions.