Actually, yes. I brought a bag with some medical supplies.
[He likes to be prepared. Just because he seemed completely indifferent to what was happening at the gala doesn't mean he hadn't thought ahead a little bit.]
I'm new to these missions, but I'm no stranger to chaos.
[Not that he had put his medical knowledge to use a lot in Borderland, but that doesn't mean he hadn't had contingency plans just in case it had been necessary.]
[She still wants to know more about that, but now doesn’t feel the right time. Instinctively, Daisy wants to deny his offer but she knows trying to twist to get it on the right spot is just going to make it worse.]
If you don’t mind.
[It takes a bit of adjusting her dress to make it easier for him to apply it, while also not flashing him.]
[Daisy frowns at his answer, because he’s not wrong. She already has her own hang ups with false promises after being in and out of foster homes her entire childhood.]
Yeah, they are.
[Despite how careful he is, any pressure to her ribs hurts and she winces as a result.]
[Daisy laughs softly, but stops abruptly at the sharp pain in her ribs.]
I would hope so.
[Considering it was his job, he better be good at it. While others were debating whether or not to stay, Daisy was surprised to not see him give his two cents. Considering he was one of the few medical professionals here.]
I’ve been here from the start and I don’t think there’s anything left I can contribute to curing the ghost matter sickness. If the powered healers want to try their hand at fixing it, I’ll support them. But if they don’t there’s not much point in staying.
[As far as he knows all the non-powered doctors had exhausted their knowledge and resources and come up empty, the only possible knew variable that could help is healing powers or magic.]
It's never a good thing when a government asks for that kind of registration. Especially not when that same government is hard at work manufacturing weapons that can kill the people they're asking to register.
[The mushrooms actually seemed to build a decent society for themselves.
He tosses the patch's wrapper and the cleansing wipe in the trash before going back to his bag to rummage around until he finds a small bottle of ibuprofen.]
[Daisy exhales slowly after inhaling too sharply.]
I’ve been to a lot of places, even before coming here. They either want what they don’t have, or they try to control it.
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Which now that I say it out loud, that could be said for a lot of things.
[She’s so tired of this, of being treated like this. Of others with powers going through the same thing, and she can’t do anything to help the people here who are already sick.]
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[He likes to be prepared. Just because he seemed completely indifferent to what was happening at the gala doesn't mean he hadn't thought ahead a little bit.]
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Great. This’ll probably going for a while anyway. Where’s your bag?
[Because it’s really starting to hurt now.]
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[He gestures for her to follow him into the next room, where he left his bag by the door.
He squats down to unzip it and starts pulling a few things out.]
Ice therapy would do you a lot of good, but that will be easier back on the station. For now--
[He holds up a lidocaine patch.]
We'll start here.
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For someone new to all of this, you know how to prepare.
[And right now she’s grateful for that. She’s used lidocaine patches before so she knows what it is he’s holding up.]
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[Not that he had put his medical knowledge to use a lot in Borderland, but that doesn't mean he hadn't had contingency plans just in case it had been necessary.]
Do you want me to apply it?
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If you don’t mind.
[It takes a bit of adjusting her dress to make it easier for him to apply it, while also not flashing him.]
You said you work with kids in your field?
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He takes out an antiseptic wipe to ensure the affected area is clean.]
That's right. Pediatric cardiology.
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[Daisy holds the fabric of her dress out of the way for him while he cleans the area so he can apply the patch.]
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People love talking about helping kids, sick or otherwise, but when it comes down to it they're some of the most likely to get overlooked.
[Especially if they're poor or otherwise marginalized. Does this actually answer the question? Maybe. Maybe not.
He carefully places the patch over her injured ribs.]
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Yeah, they are.
[Despite how careful he is, any pressure to her ribs hurts and she winces as a result.]
Why cardiology?
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[What is modesty?]
It's the field that interested me most from a surgical perspective.
[The cardiovascular system is complex and fascinating, actually, and he was drawn to the challenge of it.]
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I would hope so.
[Considering it was his job, he better be good at it. While others were debating whether or not to stay, Daisy was surprised to not see him give his two cents. Considering he was one of the few medical professionals here.]
Are you going to vote?
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I’ve been here from the start and I don’t think there’s anything left I can contribute to curing the ghost matter sickness. If the powered healers want to try their hand at fixing it, I’ll support them. But if they don’t there’s not much point in staying.
[As far as he knows all the non-powered doctors had exhausted their knowledge and resources and come up empty, the only possible knew variable that could help is healing powers or magic.]
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That’s what I’ve been thinking too. As much as I wish we could help them, it’s really only left up to a few people and that’s not fair to them.
[Selfishly she’s hoping they’ll say yes, but she won’t blame them if they decline.]
I knew something was up with the whole registration process for those with powers.
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It's never a good thing when a government asks for that kind of registration. Especially not when that same government is hard at work manufacturing weapons that can kill the people they're asking to register.
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It’s the same bullshit on every planet.
[She’s beyond angry that all of these people are suffering because of him. Including children.]
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[The mushrooms actually seemed to build a decent society for themselves.
He tosses the patch's wrapper and the cleansing wipe in the trash before going back to his bag to rummage around until he finds a small bottle of ibuprofen.]
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[Daisy exhales slowly after inhaling too sharply.]
I’ve been to a lot of places, even before coming here. They either want what they don’t have, or they try to control it.
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Which now that I say it out loud, that could be said for a lot of things.
[She’s so tired of this, of being treated like this. Of others with powers going through the same thing, and she can’t do anything to help the people here who are already sick.]
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[He offers her the bottle of pills.]
Or both.
[More often it’s probably both.]
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Let’s go with both.
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A lollipop.
He holds it out to her, looking faintly amused.]
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Thanks. Do you always have these on you?
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[Advice about adults appreciating candy as much as kids. So far it seems to be true.]
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[Either way, she's not offended. Pulling the wrapper off she pops it in her mouth. It's been a long time she's had a lollipop.]
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[Though if she'd taken it as a dig, he might not have tried to convince her otherwise because he's weird like that.]
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