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Virginia rolled her eyes and sighed, "You don't have to sound so sad, I'm not dying, Morreti." A slight, if somewhat sad smile appeared on her face. It was extremely embarrassing and humiliating for her, but she decided not to let regret set in, since in her opinion - there were still far worse diagnoses than drug dependence, "Although, I'll have to find a way to stock up ahead of time. Just in case.". After all, in the end, she could only be angry at herself and her youthful indiscretion.
She watched patiently as he adjusted her uniform, then checked it, "Yes, it looks better this way. A different style than I was used to, it looks more... formal than my worn turtleneck and cargo pants. Totally not what I expected from an organization that prides itself on being as casual as possible.", she said with a smirk in her face.
She took a few steps around the living room and even did a little exercise - stretching her back, arms and legs, perhaps to figure out what the new uniform would and wouldn't allow her to do. There was a noticeable relief in her face since she told him about her addiction and perhaps her new uniform had lifted her spirits as well. After all, it meant something was happening and she was getting used to her new surroundings.
