Hm. [ Strange has crossed his arms again, leaning his weight against the nearest convenient piece of furniture. As a tangent, this part isn’t quite as immediately useful for Tav’s work in Riftwatch, and he doesn’t necessarily need to ask about it— but the doctor’s an incorrigibly curious man. He always wants to know more about these other worlds, their peculiarities and uniquenesses. ]
[Tav swallows and tries not to say it because now that they've nearly reached the end of this tangent, he realizes that saying it out loud is deeply unhelpful.
[ Strange can’t get enough of tangents himself, but for once in his life he manages to rein himself in. There’s a practicality which needs addressing first: ]
Hm. I’ll pick your brain about it later, rest assured. In the meantime, [ he points at Tav’s hands, the healed rope burns, the mark of magic having been done. ] That. That’d come in handy in the infirmary, y’know, if you ever wanted to pitch in over there.
Good. I’ll add you to the call sheet. We’ll figure out what makes the most sense. [ Something where Tav can be called in to help in an emergency, and has some more work and tasks to keep him busy, but not something where he might pose a risk to the patients or alarm them on a daily basis, what with being under perpetual guard. ]
Realistically, speaking to the best use of your time, we don’t exactly need you to restock inventory — I have other hands for that — but your magic’s gonna be invaluable. We’re all trained in first aid, but most of the other helpers don’t have healing magic as you do. Myself included.
[This is the first time in quite a long time that someone has outright stated that he is invaluable to anyone other than a devil of a god of murder. Not that he needs the ego boost, but it's nice to have anyway.
Still, there's a question he needs answered,] No one here has healing magic?
A couple. Derrica does, but she’s often busy with her own responsibilities in Diplomacy. That new spirit healer, Rutyer’s cousin.
Otherwise: no. The rest of us you’ll meet in the infirmary — myself, Gwenaëlle, Abby, Clarisse; and Cosima you’ve met, although she has her Provost duties — it’s just medical training.
[Tav isn't sure if he feels more or less pressure being what may be a primary source of healing magic in the Infirmary. Healing has thus far been imperfect and taxing on him.]
I'll do what I can, then. I know there are limits to my magic.
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What were you going to be transformed into?
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But he might as well see this through.]
... a mindflayer.
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[ He draws out the word, questioning. Yes, Tav, it was deeply unhelpful. ]
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But you said there was a chance you could have transformed into one?
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But yes.
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Hm. I’ll pick your brain about it later, rest assured. In the meantime, [ he points at Tav’s hands, the healed rope burns, the mark of magic having been done. ] That. That’d come in handy in the infirmary, y’know, if you ever wanted to pitch in over there.
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Realistically, speaking to the best use of your time, we don’t exactly need you to restock inventory — I have other hands for that — but your magic’s gonna be invaluable. We’re all trained in first aid, but most of the other helpers don’t have healing magic as you do. Myself included.
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Still, there's a question he needs answered,] No one here has healing magic?
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Otherwise: no. The rest of us you’ll meet in the infirmary — myself, Gwenaëlle, Abby, Clarisse; and Cosima you’ve met, although she has her Provost duties — it’s just medical training.
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I'll do what I can, then. I know there are limits to my magic.