No, Leia wasn't fooled. Ben hadn't been able to consciously put one over on her since he was five, and that wasn't likely to change any time soon. Especially not when she was also Force-Sensitive. She could sense the swirling mix of emotions, and though they shifted too quickly for her to get a fix on any one of them, there was an overarching sense of unease that was easy to pick up on.
In a way, they were deploying into unknown territory. Leia had some general experience with mental illness, but hers had been of a very different type. She could support Ben through this, but the amount of guidance she could offer was limited. The only thing she did know was that it was likely to be a long process. But they would face it together, whatever came.
Leia nodded to Ben, and they stepped through the medical bay doors. It looked much like any standard medical facility that one might find on an outpost world, clean and utilitarian with a faint, lingering scent of bacta and sterilizing agents in the air. But unlike some, there was just enough clutter to be found on the various desks, counters, and shelves that it avoided appearing overly cold and unwelcoming.
In other words, it fit well with the woman who ran it. Doctor Kalonia was standing by he nearest examination bed going over something on a datapad when they walked in, but she looked up from it almost immediately having obviously been waiting for them. "General," she greeted Leia, giving the two of them a polite nod. "I don't suppose you'd mind telling me what this is about now? You were a bit vague when you contacted me earlier, and I admit your insistence on keeping this quiet has got me wondering. Especially since you seem to be your usual, healthy self."
"I am, thanks to you," Leia said. "And I appreciate your willingness to do this without me having to go into details over the comm. This appointment isn't about me, though; it's about my son. He has a few medical matters of a more... delicate nature that need to be discussed."
The Doctor nodded, turning her attention to Ben. "Ah yes, Ben- can I call you Ben?", she said. "Calling you 'Mr. Solo' sounds more like I'm referring to your father. I'm Doctor Kalonia. You've got good timing; I've actually been meaning to call you in for a standard physical since you arrived, but things have been understandably hectic. What exactly did you need?"
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In a way, they were deploying into unknown territory. Leia had some general experience with mental illness, but hers had been of a very different type. She could support Ben through this, but the amount of guidance she could offer was limited. The only thing she did know was that it was likely to be a long process. But they would face it together, whatever came.
Leia nodded to Ben, and they stepped through the medical bay doors. It looked much like any standard medical facility that one might find on an outpost world, clean and utilitarian with a faint, lingering scent of bacta and sterilizing agents in the air. But unlike some, there was just enough clutter to be found on the various desks, counters, and shelves that it avoided appearing overly cold and unwelcoming.
In other words, it fit well with the woman who ran it. Doctor Kalonia was standing by he nearest examination bed going over something on a datapad when they walked in, but she looked up from it almost immediately having obviously been waiting for them. "General," she greeted Leia, giving the two of them a polite nod. "I don't suppose you'd mind telling me what this is about now? You were a bit vague when you contacted me earlier, and I admit your insistence on keeping this quiet has got me wondering. Especially since you seem to be your usual, healthy self."
"I am, thanks to you," Leia said. "And I appreciate your willingness to do this without me having to go into details over the comm. This appointment isn't about me, though; it's about my son. He has a few medical matters of a more... delicate nature that need to be discussed."
The Doctor nodded, turning her attention to Ben. "Ah yes, Ben- can I call you Ben?", she said. "Calling you 'Mr. Solo' sounds more like I'm referring to your father. I'm Doctor Kalonia. You've got good timing; I've actually been meaning to call you in for a standard physical since you arrived, but things have been understandably hectic. What exactly did you need?"