Arwen stared at Delyth for a moment. She was in a wheelchair at a distance so she couldn't tell exactly how she looked. But from where she could see, to her, Delyth looked a bit pale and frail. It felt like in the days she hadn't seen her, she had gotten a lot weaker and had lost her weight.
She didn't know why she stared at her for longer than needed. But it felt like Delyth's gaze seemed different than usual which she couldn't identify.
"Yes, Ma'am? Were you looking for something?" A nurse's voice pulled Arwen out of her daze and she finally turned away from Delyth to look at her.
"Oh yes," she said when she actually realized what she was there for. "I came to inquire about my appointment. How much more time will it take?" she asked, and the nurse nodded to her in understanding.
"Sure, Ma'am. Can you tell me under whose name is the appointment?" the nurse asked back.