Falke
Falke actually laughs a bit louder this time, the idea of fans more outlandish than Outlanders, themselves. “Oh no, that would be awful. Last thing I want is everyone in Stormbreak clamoring for a visit.” The laugh dies down as he sighs, still amused. “Less people in my office means everyone is healthy and I have more time for research.” It’s true that the physical ailments were more Doctor Hart’s domain, while he tended to the mental ones, and that’s what he’s there in the Order to do, attend to their well-being. But learning, ah, learning will always be of the Fixer’s touchstones.
His lips now press into a thinnish line as he considers what to reveal. There’s patient confidentiality to consider, of course, but Gideon is a trusted member of the Order. “Only the bits of what Dorian’s told me and the some delirious ramblings. But there is truth in delirium, sometimes, and I haven’t quite sussed out all the kernels.” In other words - he can ask Dorian to talk about her if he hasn’t already - but he can’t give up Finn’s secrets.
“She seems, as you say, both lovely and troubled.”
The acolyte has finished its round now, and as the Cathedral drifts into lower and lower light, Falke is reminded of the duties that still remain. “It was a pleasure, Gideon, but I’m afraid there are some things that call to me back at the clinic. Come visit sometime - like you, my door is always open.” Then with an impish smile, he heads back towards the very same door he came in.
His lips now press into a thinnish line as he considers what to reveal. There’s patient confidentiality to consider, of course, but Gideon is a trusted member of the Order. “Only the bits of what Dorian’s told me and the some delirious ramblings. But there is truth in delirium, sometimes, and I haven’t quite sussed out all the kernels.” In other words - he can ask Dorian to talk about her if he hasn’t already - but he can’t give up Finn’s secrets.
“She seems, as you say, both lovely and troubled.”
The acolyte has finished its round now, and as the Cathedral drifts into lower and lower light, Falke is reminded of the duties that still remain. “It was a pleasure, Gideon, but I’m afraid there are some things that call to me back at the clinic. Come visit sometime - like you, my door is always open.” Then with an impish smile, he heads back towards the very same door he came in.
it's the best I can do
easy on my tethered soul, giving you all I got
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