"Yes, that is what it's called, is it not?" She asks, confused as to whether she used the term correctly or not. She's used to cycles, not years.

She clicks her tongue and holds out her arm. The Lothcat immediately jumps out of a bush and climbs up her arm to perch on her shoulder - it's rather comical, since he's almost larger than her head.

Still, she heads back the way she came, leading the way to the clinic. "The Doctor that was previously here and I worked here. Though, he was mostly into research and I did the actual healing."