"If you're not comfortable with falsifying medical records for Lintalai then that's fine, we'll arrange something else. If it's a financial concern we could probably assuage it."

"- it's clearly not a public health concern in the way the law is meant to prohibit. I don't want to get into more career trouble..."

"Of course not."

"...but if I wouldn't, I know how."

"There won't be any trouble."

"If you fix my license I can bring the vaccinations she's supposed to have had at this age which would be safe to readminister in case she's already had them."

"That would be very useful, thank you."

"Of course."

"LIntalai, do you have any other questions for the doctor?"

"I asked while he was looking at me."

"Okay. Thank you so much for coming."

"Of course. Let me know when it's time for me to come back."

"I will."

And he presents Lintalai with a candy (it is food; she eats it) and goes.

"I will look into the license."

Nod.

"He's nice," opines Lintalai.

"He is. I bet he's a very good doctor."

"He explained all the things. And this is tasty. What is it?"

"I don't know what kind of candy."

"I will ask him next time he's here."

"Or we could email him. Was that conversation confusing for you?"

"A little bit..."

"Would you like us to explain anything?"

"What was wrong with his license? What kind of license?"