[Though he's always pleased to see her, the usual smile doesn't come when he spots her. Credit the subject matter she starts the conversation with - it's hard to smile when she's commenting on a poor prognosis. Still, he steps toward her, stopping just behind her and slightly to a side (familiarly close, though not actually in contact) and looking over her shoulder. He frowns as he critically eyes the mass.]
Thymoma? Typically not malignant... [It doesn't look good, though.] Whose chest are we looking at?
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Thymoma? Typically not malignant... [It doesn't look good, though.] Whose chest are we looking at?