Anya leaned forward, her fingers steepled in front of her. "Can you tell me what you ate?" she pressed, her voice firm. "It might be a combination of foods causing this reaction." Her eyes studied me intently, her professional curiosity piqued.
I shifted in my seat, my voice trembling. "I don't think it's the food, Doctor. It started right after I came through the portal. I've never experienced anything like this before." I hesitated, my fingers tightening together. "It's like my body won't… settle down. No matter what I do."
Anya's expression shifted subtly, her professional demeanor slipping just enough to reveal a flicker of fascination beneath her composed exterior.
"And you say this has been ongoing since you arrived?" she asked, her voice dropping to a lower, more intimate tone, as if she were drawing me into a space where secrets could be shared. "Have you tried any remedies or consulted another doctor?"
