Daan

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[Looks to him.]

...Did you ever tell me what a Ditto was?

[Pot, kettle. Outside of an oblique doppelganger reference he made no real concessions.]

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I didn't because you didn't.

We can rectify that, or not, but I can't deny I'm curious if we already know half of it.

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[She turns her head more. Assessing.

Well. It's not like they're gonna draw straws.]

...I can make someone believe they're someone else. Or just act like someone else.

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...Just act, right? It's different from the body-swapping that's been going on?

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[ He has to think about how to phrase his. ]

I can change what I can do.

[ He produces the needles and thread. ]

Last time, I made this. This time... I won't be using it -- it's harmful.

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Yeah, no body swapping. They just fully believe it, no questions asked.

[Her brow furrows.]

What, like a grab bag of superpowers? [She looks to the needle and thread. Reaches up before she thinks better of it, hand curling back to her chest.]

Harmful how?

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[ He holds the needle and thread where it is, though maybe there's a slight question in his eyes. ]

Maybe. Something like that. I don't know what's in that bag, or what I'll get though.

Harmful as in, "makes a person thirst for blood" kind of harmful.

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[It's a question that will have to go unanswered I suppose.]

Well then. I sure hope you won't change your mind on it. [Still, though. That's the most interesting one she's heard yet. What the hell is a Ditto normally? Not from any myth she knows, that's for certain.] Looks like you've got the best and worst of it, depending on the week. I don't know whether to envy you or pity you.

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[ Pokemon........ Daan has no clue tbh. ]

If my suspicions are right, it'll help me slowly compile a list. Provided I'm around that long. I'll take it though. It's free information even if I don't use any of them.

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[Camille may be modern but was not even the most basic level of weeb...alas.]

We can cross reference with any monsters we know of, sure. Will you give a few people the heads up? Just in case?

[Wretched thing to think about. She does reach for him, hand atop his shoulder with her thumb at his collar. She meets his gaze evenly, and speaks soft.]

The last thing I want is to need a back up plan. I hope you'll be around, Daan. Long enough to see the last of this place.

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[ I think Camille should be allowed a GBA with LeafGreen on it... or FireRed if that's more her jam.

His eye glances down at her arm briefly and then at her again. ]

I don't have plans to just roll over and die.

[ So there's always that. ]

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Good to hear. [She smiles.] The people would riot, I think.

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[ All of you... ]

Yeesh, who do you all think I am...

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A decent man in a desperate hour?

Doesn't hurt that you're one of two doctors and a few clear heads, once Saturday rolls around.

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I'll take it as praise, maybe. For my own sake.

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Anyway, I try to stay level... but everyone could start carrying around bandages or cloth fragments of their own, just in case.

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[She laughs a little under her breath.]

Whatever makes it easier. I'll look into getting myself some bandages. Take the strain off you and poor Alfyn.

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Thanks. That's probably good enough.

[ Tomorrow... is gonna suck, meanwhile. ]