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A mantra repeated.

A tight, self conscious smile.

Approval. Pride.

For his work, he means.

If you mean to bring KINDRED with you, a clean break is best.

The mirror-world.

Father-rage. Blood rising.

The Sunset is an upper, upper-class district north of Quisach.

The sort of serene, approachable expression that is considered key to 'good bedside manner'.

His patients are overwhelmingly canine in nature these days.

Something stirs in you. Bad feel.

Distemper is not a human disease.

He did not directly answer your question.

He would rather talk about anything else.

Your flippant misunderstanding has hit a nerve. It's not the first time he's been dismissed this way.

There's no telling what Gonza's behavioural baseline is.

Under the air of affected dismissal, the accusation cuts.

It wouldn't be terribly hard to fetch it yourself later tonight. A little breaking-and-entering practice, for old time's sake...

We could leave it here -- the man is clearly using it to fill a sad, sad hole. Just have to figure out what to tell Gonza...

Any legitimate medical usage that thing may have is a secondary purpose.

A subtle shift in his position... he's mould curious. Continue.

Hooked. This guy's a mould man through and through.

Doctor Gäng is in.

PSEUDOPOD will not be exposed, nor will you.

As he pronounces the name 'Gonza', a hair-tingling scream echoes along the canal.

Probably unconnected.

A nod declaiming any and all liabilities for whatever befalls you there.

No ambulances, no hospitals, no cops.

Without his meds, the outside world might as well be one big giant seizure-inducing machine. You're not getting Ramses all the way over here without at least one dose to level him out.

A mantra repeated.

You can see the resemblance now. Karolina has his eyes.

Behind him, shelves heaving with medical textbooks.

It's always hard to let one of the gäng go, especially when it's an effigy of an absent child.

It's always hard to let one of the gäng go.

You shook him up. He needs a little time to recover. Try again later.

You do not. Emotional liabilities become operational liabilities.

She can't bear the thought. You shoved her into this -- you alone will follow it through.

In fact, you haven't heard it since you got here.

Push her, now. Get this over the line.

But her body trembles with relief.

BEAUTIFULLY PLAYED. ANOTHER YOUNG MIND TURNED.

But her voice trembles with relief.

Fuck it. We make our own ways.

A sudden crack across the thin glass of trust.

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