Roseanne caught Hertha's underlying skepticism with a small, knowing smile but didn't bother to argue.

Hertha leaned in with curiosity. "Weren't you an undergrad at Kingswell University? Planning to stick with them for grad school?"

"Yep, Kingswell again."

"Research or professional track?"

"Research."

"And the field?"

"Biomedical Sciences."

Hertha raised an eyebrow, surprised. "That's my field, too. Got your eye on any mentors?"

Roseanne nodded. "Yeah. Ms. Payne."

"Madeleine Payne?"

"Right."

how she'd seen Roseanne cleaning at Madeleine's house, Hertha's expression twisted with doubt. "You don't think doing a bit of housework

her field, known for her rigor. Plus, she's been focusing more on her

also applying to be her grad student. It might sound like I have an ulterior motive,

said her piece, Hertha awaited a

Roseanne nodded, then excused

was bewildered. 'That's

Roseanne welcomed the blast of warm air her fingers gradually thawing. Her phone buzzed in her bag.

as comforting and optimistic as ever, devoid of pressure. "As usual, I'm not too

I could," Roseanne responded

my girl. I never doubted you with your track record. Just make sure you don't stay

continued, "I'm

I heard your leg's

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