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Oh, thank the architect. You're finally
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here. I've scarcely breathed while
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hoping you'd come. I am in desperate
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True, but the order's predictions know
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you better than you know yourself.
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As a doctor, I'm appalled. We don't have
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enough beds or private quarters to
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separate people. So sickness is blazing
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an unhappy trail through the
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refugees. Of course, the order keeps us
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well supplied with meds, but things will
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get worse as long as we're overcrowded.
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Yes, I can treat sickness as it arises.
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It would be leagues better to prevent it
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entirely. That means space to spread
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Since you asked, you can run this
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medicine to horse lamping.
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Just don't shake the man's hand. He has
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a habit of coughing into his palm when
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I can tend to your injuries, provided
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you have the bits to compensate me for
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my time and skill. We're short on
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everything, I'm afraid, including
1:45
Many thanks. Now hold still. You might
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experience some momentary discomfort.
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Right as rain. Now will there be
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Where to begin? There are so many sick
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and wounded in Matriarch's Mercy, and I
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have but two imperfect hands. I am but a
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humble general practitioner. What I
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really need are specialists, and the
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seer predicted an outsider would find
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My thanks, stranger. Probability is on
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our side. The seer gave me a data pad
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with explicit instructions that I not
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read it, for my intervention could only
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throw probability into disarray. Now,
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take the data pad with my thanks.
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How can I be of service?
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Since you aren't a refugee, I hope you
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understand that I cannot offer my goods
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free of charge, but my prices are fair.
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You're right. The universe
