Thallia expression changes as her curiosity fires up, the passion of its drive burning through her eyes. Her hands pick up the lists and she looks over them briefly before putting them to one side and looking back to Sarah.
"huh.... you, ur, know me too well already it seems Ms. Cryer. What infor... information about the subject may you share before the, ur, test begins? Name... age... anything I'm allowed to know beforehand. If this is a, urm, test... I'm assuming you already know her condition."
She bends down to her satchel bag and pulls out a notepad and pencil, careful to select a blank pad. She lays them gently on the table, before sealing the bag once more; careful to subtly change the lock code on the small padlock.