Blaze is a little more aware of that this time, a little more aware of just how much of Edie's time she's been taking up. She stares at her plate. "I- If you have. Something else you...want to do. I'll. Be fine," she says quietly.

"I assure you there's nothing more important I could be doing right now than making sure you're okay."

That still doesn't feel right. (She is never the most important thing.)

She can't tell if she's full again, or if she's lost her appetite, but either way, she's finished eating, so she'll clear her dishes up, trying not to think too hard about this right now. (At some point, she's going to have to start paying them back.)

Well. She'll get it eventually.

The clinic is ready for her not long after.

She curls in on herself when she's told that, and moves slightly closer to Edie again. (She knows she has to do this, for her baby, but she's still a little scared of what exactly is about to happen.)

Edie hugs her.

She leans into the hug. "You're still- staying with me? Please?" She's shaking slightly.

"Definitely absolutely." Hug hug hug.

She doesn't exactly relax, but she's definitely reassured. "Please?" (can we get this over with.)

"Of course," she murmurs soothingly.

The clinic is white and sterile, and contains one person; a man who looks almost like an anthropomorphic blue lion or something.

She shrinks into Edie again, trying, a little, to hide behind the other girl. (And while the man looks intimidating, it's more the fact that he's a new person and male than his actual appearance that is causing the reaction - his appearance does in fact get the faintest flicker of curiosity, and his fur looks so soft, and it's a pretty colour.)

"This is Dr. McCoy," she says. It's okay, I'm right here.

Dr. McCoy would like to start by checking her height and weight.

She'll move pliantly where instructed, trying to keep Edie in her field of vision. She seems a little reluctant to stand up straight to be measured, but does.

She's a little bit shorter than would perhaps be expected for her age, and definitely too far underweight for her height.

Dr. McCoy is somewhat alarmed by how underweight she is! She definitely needs to gain weight. Like, a lot of it.

She flinches at his alarm, closing her arms in around herself, apologising. (No-one's ever been concerned about her weight before.)

"It's not your fault," she tells her firmly. "We just have to fix it, is all."

She nods, a little unsurely. "I- okay."

She waits for the next instruction.

The rest of the checkup is not entirely comfy but Edie stays the whole time and hugs her at appropriate moments and at the end she has a prescription for prenatal vitamins.

She's definitely relieved when the checkup is finished, and more than a little worn out from just how on edge she's been the entire time. (Edie being there helped, a lot, but didn't make it exactly easy.)

"Um, why?" she asks of the prescription. (It's another thing they're giving her, another resource that could be better used elsewhere, surely?)

"...For the baby's health."

"Oh," she says, ducking her head. That- That she can (and will) take. The cost doesn't matter if it helps her baby. "I- thank you."

"Just take care of yourself, alright?"

She blinks, a little startled, and then looks down, confused but somehow touched by the concern (she's not worth it). "I-I will, sir," she agrees, nodding. (She'll try at least.)

Edie hugs her again.

She leans into Edie, hugging back. "Thank you for staying," she mumbles, not really caring if she's overheard.