I've had the occasion to br shown the clinic by Mr. Lee. And I'm not a doctor, Theo, not really. I did not attend the correct schools for that. I'm just a surgeon.
[Theo stills them by a fountain out in the gardens, so he can watch the moonlight against the water.]
I'm still learning? It's sort of like, an innate thing. Like how you don't often remember how you learned to read, you just did it and... keep going? But I'm struggling with it lately. I had someone slap me with this.
[He lifts his shirt - perhaps Harry will remember spying that mark earlier. A 'B' made of straight lines, encircled by a ring of inky black texture that looks like ink floating in water.]
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[Pause. Think. He really can't resist learing about things.]
And then I shall go once, just to see what all the fuss is about. Unless that is considered taboo.
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[Flirting, again, with a pat of his hand against Harry's arm.]
cw: colonial ideas!
[He doesn't shy away, being touched starved but unaware of it.]
In many ways, observing the way life is lived here isn't much different from observing any other foreign culture.
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[Theo loves the night air, and also the ability to ask a hundred questions:]
D'you mean like observing all the wicked deviances? Because trust me, I've got plenty I can demonstrate.
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...I, ah. Suppose so? I meant in a more general sense, but yes, the rather... liberal approach to certain things is part of that.
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[Four Loko by Four Loko.]
Have you met the other doctors here? Soon you'll be able to gather for a convention.
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I've had the occasion to br shown the clinic by Mr. Lee. And I'm not a doctor, Theo, not really. I did not attend the correct schools for that. I'm just a surgeon.
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What's your... favorite kind of surgery?
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[He's surprised, but also pleased to be asked about it.]
My 'favourite' is anything that saves a life, really. Anything that can prevent further injury or amputation.
[He lowers his voice a little and leans in.]
If I may be a bit boastful, I do think I'm quite good at stitching people back together.
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[Also, is it weird to ask if they're still doing lobotomies?]
I do a little bit of unorthodox healing via witchcraft myself. Which, uh, hopefully doesn't turn you off.
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[Not to him!
Goodsir looks at Theo with renewed interest.]
Now, if you'd told me that years ago I'd have thought you delusional. But now I wish only to hear as much as you're willing to tell. How do you do it?
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[Theo stills them by a fountain out in the gardens, so he can watch the moonlight against the water.]
I'm still learning? It's sort of like, an innate thing. Like how you don't often remember how you learned to read, you just did it and... keep going? But I'm struggling with it lately. I had someone slap me with this.
[He lifts his shirt - perhaps Harry will remember spying that mark earlier. A 'B' made of straight lines, encircled by a ring of inky black texture that looks like ink floating in water.]
It's like a muzzle for magic.
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It doesn't hurt? And you've no idea who put it there?
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[Understatement. Heavy sigh. Only 5% serious:]
I wonder if I got you to cut it off, if it'd help.
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Well. We could try. It would scar terribly, you know.
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I've very little experience with magic. But human bodies I do know inside and out.
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I look forward to potentially being under your skilled hands. Shall we head back to the manor? Or would you like to walk the long way back around?
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[He offers Theo a shy smile.]
You are terribly kind to indulge me. I shall have to make it up to you.
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[And by being such a cutie?]
If you wanted to be a dinner date here and there too, I wouldn't object. I love good company.
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As do I. I've missed it.