( through a glass, darkly )

Oh for the love of-

[RAGE. And coughing.]

I'm damned glad the laws of reality just- [COUGH god damnnn] I was inoculated.

[Sigh. Then barking it out like orders because he's an awesome patient.] Peter, I need some corticosteroids and my pack on the middle of the third shelf up. [A wary pause.] And a damned mask.

[Private to Peter, viewable by Infirmary folk]

I'm not going to be around tonight, hopefully this calm will hold up and that won't be a problem. Besides that I want to know how you suffer through crowds.

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