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Tom sipped at his hot chocolate as he walked through the town that was close to the Prytaneum. He wasn’t much of a coffee drinker, but luckily they had hot chocolate at coffee shops so he at least got to have a hot drink to deal with the cold January that Michigan was offering. Although he had managed to land a job in San Francisco for a bit, he had heard about the town needing another doctor and so he decided to go in for an interview just in case.

He really hoped that if he got the job here that he would feel a bit closer or at least a bit more needed at the Prytaneum. And so he was out here, in the cold and snow, trying to convince himself that if he got the job that it would be worth the awful winter weather.

Tom looked up to see where the hello had come from, and if it had been directed at him. It seemed so because a woman was coming up to him a bit quickly. He had a hard time placing her at first, but then blushed a bit realizing that it was that... cat lady person. Or at least the one who had been a cat. He was a bit embarrassed to admit it, but he did not remember her name at all. If they talked, he would have to add her to the list.

He gave her a small smile and used a hand to wave a little, showing that he had noticed her. "Hey!" He said back, hopefully enough that she could hear him. He really hadn't expected to meet her here at this hour. Or at least he hadn't seen any of the chosen here before, though he was sure that they came every once in a while at least. The cold must have been keeping them back. He couldn't blame them.

"I'm fine for right now at least. Hoping to be a bit better soon. How are you..." Oh jeeze this was embarrassing. "I am so sorry, I forgot your name. I've hardly interacted with anyone here and I only just started to make a list to remember who is who."

His face probably looked even more red from having to admit such a thing, but during his Residency he had learned that if you didn't know someone's name, you had to ask, because it could cost you in the future. Though he probably wasn't in danger of killing anyone with medicine here, he needed to know the others at least instead of being the loner.

He realized that she hadn't given her name still, but she was probably just distracted by something. He could always ask for her name again right? He gave a small smile to her. Although he may not have wanted to go back in there, this would be a good opportunity to get to know another Chosen.

"All right, that sounds like a good idea. And you don't have to apologize for that, I wasn't in my right mind anyway. But I'd like to get to know you a bit better at least. I barely know what anyone even does as a job or hobby let alone what type of person they are there." He replied, turning towards the coffee shop and waiting for her to follow him.

Tom couldn't help but follow her back into the coffee shop. He wouod have to if he wanted to talk to her more, but also it was nice and warm, which was better than being out side in the cold and freezing wind.

He smiled at her when she finally said her name again. "Misha. I'm going to have to remember that. It's nice to meet you again." He replied, holding his hand out for a shake. He put his drink on the counter and took out his phone. "Sorry, but I tend to write notes on here and even though you're introduced yourself again, I'm going to have to write it down to remember."

It was pretty sad that he couldn't remember people's names considering he was a doctor. However it was different from learning medical problems and what to do, those tended not to really differ, but there were tons of names out there that people could have, some with really odd spellings. He had always made sure to double-check the chart and read off of it whenever he talked to a patient or their family.

Tom nodded a bit, making sure to spell her name correctly in his phone notes. "Well, Misha is pretty unique at least. So it might be easier to remember." He replied after finishing his typing and looking at her again with a small smile. "I think I like the variety of different names. At least we don't have to differentiate between three James or something." He would have to start remembering last names too if that was the case.

He blushed a bit at her grin, standing up a bit taller. He didn't want to seem like some gloomy guy who was looking depressed all of the time. He moved over to one of the empty seats, waiting for her to sit opposite of him before sitting himself.

"Well..." Why was he embarrassed about this? "While I did get a job back in San Francisco, I saw an ad for a Doctor here in the village and figured I might as well try to get the job. I was just coming back from it." He looked at his almost empty cocoa cup, frowning a bit. "I was just hoping that it might give me some answers as to what I can do here, and if I'm here more, maybe I'll find out." He hadn't done much. Sure, he had participated in the few missions that they had done, or at least the Alps and Bayou ones, but otherwise, what was he doing here?

He chuckled a bit at her response. He was starting to feel a bit better. Sure, he hadn't been nervous, but he had been feeling a bit depressed, even with the prospect of a job that could possibly point him in the right direction as to why he was there at the Prytaneum.

It started to hit him a bit that he really needed to go out and meet other chosen. He had had many conversations, not only with himself, but the few that he knew here about how he needed to make more connections but as of yet, he hadn't had the courage to do so and certainly hadn't been concentrating on it. He had been feeling to sorry for himself for a while, even though he had no reason to.

"Well, I wish I could tell them I was God-approved, but they might think I'm a bit crazy then. I'm not too worried, though getting any new job is sort of anxiety inducing, even if you think that you'll probably get the job." He sighed, relaxing in his chair a bit more, his shoulders drooping a bit.

"But thanks for the encouraging words. They help, really." He gave her a bit of a lazy smile before taking another sip of his drink. He frowned a little before looking back at her. "I feel kind of bad, we've only been talking about myself so far. How have you been? We haven't talked in a while at least."

Well, it wasn't too unexpected that she hadn't done much. Then again there wasn't much in the nearby surrounding area of the Prytaneum to do. He was glad he wasn't the only one who had a low-key fall and winter. "I'm still mostly living in San Francisco." He muttered it out, a bit embarrassed that his room contained only some modern style furniture, though he rarely slept there. After all, he still had his cats to take care of back home and he still wasn't sure if they were allowed.

"I... no. I probably should at this point, I feel like I'm getting away with something, but it's been nice not having to share. Of course I still have my old apartment so if I was being driven crazy I could just stay there for a bit." It was nice to have something to fall back on. Besides, he could fit a whole lot more furniture there. And his cats.