"Indulge me," Christine says, offering Araceli the crutch. She won't be caught up in a constant circle of arguing with a patient. She's learned in her time here with the Inquisition that it only leads to frayed nerves and regretful outbursts all around.

"It has been a terrible time lately for many of us, myself included. It would ease my heart if you would do this for me. Please."