"Doc, look, it is nothing." Karl'eem put on his best smooth talking voice as if that could convince a trained professional of anything. "I swear, she is just overreacting."
Bialanca scoffed at him, her eyes angry despite the concern and love she felt in her heart. She was about to voice her objections, however the attending Physican cleared his throat dramatically to interrupt their squabble.
"You reckon, do you?" Hyrax looked over his glasses and down at the violet Tsabhua sitting in his waiting room. "Well, come with me and we will check you over and make sure that it is, indeed, nothing." There was strangely no judgement in Hyrax's voice, his bedside manner having been honed in through years of training and exposure during his time as primary physician, doctor and healer for the clan of Or'sol.
As they left the waiting area, filled with various colonists both hailing from the clan itself, but also seemingly populated by groups who were hurt in the forests nearby and needed aide from the closest settlement they could find. The walls, adorned with various posters of information and warnings, were well lit both by natural streaming in from the bay windows and artificial glow lights adorning the structure. Pathways were carpeted in natural fibres but the structure itself was clearly foreign - likely modified over time from the original supplies granted to the clan by DPIP in the early days.

Hyrax led them down a hall and into a back room, large enough to fit a single Draconic, but plenty spacious enough for the three of them.
Following the physician's gesture, Karl'eem sat himself down near a generously sized desk adorned with various small medical implements, scanners and computers. Hyrax then sat at the desk with a big sigh, showing his age a little, whilst Bialanca opted to stand next to her mate, one had resting reassuringly on Karl'eem's shoulder.

"Now then, tell me what the issue is." Hyrax turned to Karl'eem who began to make all sorts of excuses and minimized his experiences. Hyrax listened, but even he had a limit to his patience. "Now, either you are lying to your doctor, or you are wasting everyones time. So, which is it today?" Hyrax retorted sternly, finally managing to shut Karl'eem up. In that brief moment, Hyrax merely looked at Bialanca who had clearly been holding it in the entire time. That look was all the permission she needed to spill out all the information Karl'eem seemed to hesitant to admit to.
"He fell off a rock- no, a small cliff - and fell onto his left foreleg" she gestured at it, not breaking eye contact with Hyrax "he landed in a horrible way but continued on his expedition before returning home. He has complained about it every other day in passing, and I can see it causes him to limp horribly."
"Right" Hyrax tapped away at his tablet, recording the important information as it was conveyed to him. "And how long ago was this?"
"A month" Bialanca stated abruptly.
He stopped typing brielfy, hesitating with his thoughts before also jotting that down in the file. "A month" he confirmed, muttering to himself. Once he had completed his note taking, he turned once more to meet Karl'eem's gaze, who seemed to have lost his blasé confidence from earlier.
"Now, knowing all this" Hyrax began, taking a curious glance down at the limb in question. "I will need to order an X-Ray on your leg. However so that we are clear, there is a very high chance that you have indeed broken your leg when you fell." Karl'eem looked as if he was going to interject, however Hyrax did not pause to give the opportunity. "Such time has passed that it has likely started to heal, and heal very wrong since you decided to 'walk it off'." Hyrax did not need to change his tone at all for everyone present to feel the judgement.
He paused a moment, letting the information sink in. Bialanca's expression only became harder with resolve, a wave of tiredness over her mates stubbornness causing this issue as she knew exactly what Hyrax was going to follow this up with.
"If, and I stress if, the bone has been broken and has started to heal, then we will need to re-break it" the colour seemed to drain from Karl'eem's face at this news "and reset it so that it can heal properly in the way it is meant to."

Hyrax sat back at the end of deliverying his news, pausing another moment to let the horror of this sink in. Bialanca resisted the urge to berate Karl'eem for his bullheadedness but by some miracle managed to hold her opinion to herself in the moment. Karl'eem, on the other hand, was silent with wide eyes in horror at the idea of what needed to be done to help his ailment. Bialanca could feel the tremors through his shoulder as he shook, frozen in fear.