They took their time while they were walking out of the park, trying to enjoy it however much they can. The sun was all bright now, leaving the shade of the plants also wasn't very desirable. As they left the garden behind unwillingly, Sol answered Lesi's question, not sure himself how much she can be helped, but he knew only one person who can help her.
"Hmm... Well, he did. He tried to cure me..." Sol mumbled, no energy could be felt in his voice.
They reached the giant stairways of the CMC after a short walk through the mildly crowded city, Sol remembered how hard it was to climb up to the top when he was here half a year ago, was all weak from the lack of cardamine. It felt easy enough this time, and when he checked again, they weren't really as gigantic as he remembered after all.
He nodded encouragingly to Lesi as the entrance door automaticly spread open before them, they stepped inside the lobby. Sol walked towards the reception area, feeling as nervous like the last time. He was guessing how Lesi's feeling right now, as he was like her before, just a lot more hopeless. He spoke to the woman behind the counter.
"Hello. We are here for Doctor John Henry Holliday... we need his help with a certain problem we have." he gave a forced smile, trying to make himself look a little more friendly but it probably didn't work, as his cardamine breather, giant figure, and weird looking goggles were as abrasive as ever.
