[ That's a good call, because it's impossible to miss the way she tenses up at the words medical exam. She's got her arms folded across her chest already and whether she means to or not, Yuuri starts itching at her right arm. Where the PIP had sat. ]

I almost... I feel like I can't trust myself to tell anymore. I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop this entire time, but the people who've been here longer don't seem to have a problem with any of them.

And all this with the pizza and the desserts and welcoming us back... it's not right, is it? It's... it's not how all this usually goes.