Euphemia didn't think there was anything unusual about the instructions she received earlier that morning, telling her that she was to visit the office of the Academy's Therapist once her classes were complete. Even after all this time, she still wasn't entirely sure what was considered normal for students and what was not, so she saw no reason she should be concerned.
Euphemia was not aware of the fact when she arrived, but before her enrollment, the scouts were made very clear of her circumstances. While her unfamiliarity with ordinary teenaged life was unfortunately common in the school, her own dehumanised upbringing was something that would eventually need to be addressed. Simply allowing her to interact with others her age and to learn by exposure was helping, slowly but certainly. However, her teachers had noticed multiple interactions during her classes that informed them that more direct intervention may be necessary. So, an appointment was made, and the young girl was sent to the therapists office for the afternoon.
She sat outside the the door on one of the many chairs, back straight, hands calmly resting in her lap as she stared ahead, waiting until she was called inside.
@Romi
Euphemia was not aware of the fact when she arrived, but before her enrollment, the scouts were made very clear of her circumstances. While her unfamiliarity with ordinary teenaged life was unfortunately common in the school, her own dehumanised upbringing was something that would eventually need to be addressed. Simply allowing her to interact with others her age and to learn by exposure was helping, slowly but certainly. However, her teachers had noticed multiple interactions during her classes that informed them that more direct intervention may be necessary. So, an appointment was made, and the young girl was sent to the therapists office for the afternoon.
She sat outside the the door on one of the many chairs, back straight, hands calmly resting in her lap as she stared ahead, waiting until she was called inside.
@Romi