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[wythersake]

The dreadful secret of this place is they haven't the first idea what they need,

[ after two years at it, that should probably be a 'we'. some days it is. some conversations. ]

Save more of it, and now. What do you intend they need from you?

[indissection]

I find that entirely unsurprising, honestly.

[ A sigh. ]

Surgery and medical care, I would imagine. That is why I'm here.

[wythersake]

Then you've the freedom to decide,

[ complain though he might, the western approach had been — ultimately — something of a choice. ]

Where you might go, and how you might offer it.

[indissection]

Isn't that a novel thing?

[ Imagine, having the freedom to choose anything. ]

For now, I am content to practice here.

[wythersake]

Have you an area of specialty?

[ look who totally didn't already get the deets from ilias ]

[indissection]

Surgery, in particular, but I am trained in other things.

[wythersake]

You should know that's terribly mysterious.

[indissection]

I thought it a satisfying answer.

[wythersake]

Other things are what a doctor says in a novel, before she reveals her secret history as a bard.

[indissection]

I can assure you, I have no talent in singing.

[wythersake]

No one said you had to sing well.

[ isaac you've used that line before ]

Think of the novelty, a bard that couldn't sing. No one would suspect you.

[indissection]

Ah, perhaps I should recite verse instead. I could be the more poetic bard.

[wythersake]

Are we not doing so now? Does the very lilt of poetry not grace my ears?

[indissection]

My voice is certainly soft enough.

[wythersake]

True. I've always felt a bit bad for tall, strappingly rugged poets. I'm certain that's why I never made it.

[indissection]

I think you are not giving yourself enough credit. If I might engage in bardery I see no reason why you cannot.