Although he was a foreigner, Dr. Meio spoke Chanaean fluently. One could not have guessed his nationality right just by listening to his impeccable accent.
Dr. Meio seemed to be able to read her mind like a book. He explained, “I came to Chanaea with my parents when I was ten, so I can speak good Chanaean. Please take a seat, Ms. Moore.”
Just like that, Arielle felt that he was quite clever.
As she sat opposite the doctor, he passed her a few sheets of paper. “This is a psychology questionnaire that I’ve created. I do think that it’s better than the generic survey used internationally. Go ahead and fill it out as we have a little chit-chat.”
“Okay,” Arielle nodded.
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