Daisy walked inside, closing the door behind her. "What kind of sandwich do you like the best?" she said, walking towards the kitchen.
The doctor nodded. "It was a pretty tough operation," they said, gently dabbing Cassy's stomach with a wet cloth. "Her inner abdominals were weak, so that's what let the organ push through. How it got disconnected, however, is something that I don't quite understand... unless..." The doctor turned to Setcho. "Is she a magic user?"
Cassy remained unconscious, flicking an ear softly. A long line of stitches ran down her stomach from her navel almost to her waistband.