[His voice is regular volume now, but it starts off slow, as if he isn't quite sure how to phrase this.]I've heard there was... at least one doctor here- I'm not quite sure how to contact him or her, but is there any chance that we might be able to have a discussion
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Be glad that's not in offense. We're working on it.
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...Mello? Hey.
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[He glances out to the skyline.]
The sunsets here are beautiful.
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[He's drumming his fingers against his hip.]
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Have you ever flown during one? In a plane, I mean.
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[He looks a bit serene, smiling softly with his gaze elsewhere.] I guess you're kind of impatient, huh? Just- don't make any sudden movements. This sort of thing always makes me nervous.
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They're bound to his back, but it's almost as plain as daylight. Wings. Gigantic, feathered masses draping down from his shoulderblades to the backs of his knees.]
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Mello, to elaborate, is amazed, completely so, and he crosses himself, slowly, as was asked, and his eyes are wide and his lips are parted.]
Carus Deus, vos es praeclarus.
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[He moves over, biting his lip. His wings instinctively pull against the restraints to help him try to keep his balance- as it is, his walk is slightly skewed, but it's normal when his main counterbalances are currently strapped to his back.]
It's okay.
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I said my name was Warren, didn't I?
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You're still hurt. If you need somewhere to lay low- or anything- Anything.
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I'm not- Mello, I'm not anything- like that. It's just... I mean, I'm from Gambit's world.
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