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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, DOCTORIZE FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 018.07.154.55 *** DOCTORIZE has posted an AUDIO MESSAGE. If you wish to listen, type LISTEN01. <USER> LISTEN01 AUDIO MESSAGE PLAYING... <doctorize> This is the line for Dr. Daniel Dickens. If you'd like to leave a message, please do so here. I'll try to get back to you as soon as possible!

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[marcato]

[The message comes late at night.]

My dearest Daniel. Are you awake?

[doctorize]

Yes.

[He doesn't sleep at night, but even if one could say that it's because of the vampirism, he was doing the equivalent of what an insomniac typically does at night when they can't sleep: staring at the ceiling while thinking about one's life until he had noticed his device light up with an incoming message near by.

Normally he would have been at his office for writing up files and doing therapy sessions for the night denizens of Ryslig, but... well. Aunamee knows his schedule has been significantly cleared from that thanks to recent events.]

[marcato]

I've been thinking about you. About the suffering you experienced these last few weeks.

The people of this peninsula are truly terrible, aren't they? It took so little for them to turn against you.

[doctorize]

I can't say that I am truly surprised by it.

I've always known that you and Rachel are the only people I can really trust on this entire peninsula, after all.

[There's a pause, and then he adds--]

And The Fog God, though She is not quite a person so much as a higher being, I suppose.

[marcato]

[You and Rachel are the only people I can really trust. The words almost make him shiver.]

Do you know why I wanted to keep our relationship a secret, dearest Daniel? It was because I feared what would happen to you if they found out. I'm such a despicable person, after all. What does that say about the doctor who fell in love with me?

[doctorize]

[Danny does not respond right away, clearly not having expected Aunamee to say something like that. While there always was a sense of self-preservation due to Aunamee not being the most subtle person when it came to their murders, a part of Danny had also assumed that Aunamee was on a level of self-preservation too in regards to keeping their relationship quiet: what would people say, if they knew a powerful man like Aunamee was seen in the company of someone like Danny, who isn't nearly as charismatic despite his own efforts to pretend to be otherwise?

Which, he ends up admitting, after a moment.]

I always imagined that they would say that you could do better than someone like me regardless, to be honest. You've got power and notoriety as one of Her priests, and I'm a doctor that collects eyes.

Though, I suppose it doesn't matter what people think of me now. Not when people so easily can turn on me just on the say-so of two teenage girls with little evidence. Which is disappointing, to say the least: if I was going to lose the people's trust, I would have preferred having done so via something far more worth getting upset over.

[marcato]

[Behind the screen, where Daniel can't see him, his expression turns sour.]

I've said it before, dearest Daniel. You're special. Anyone with eyes should be able to see that, but the people of this peninsula willfully blind themselves. You do them a favor by removing their eyes, those vestigial organs of theirs. They sicken me.

You do not need to hide our relationship, Daniel. Let them know what they're up against.

[doctorize]

[Danny reads his words And then reads it again, and allows the words to sit with him for a moment.

Aunamee is okay with it. He doesn't think being with Danny is something he needs to hide.

Of all the things that could actually make him feel less critical of himself, that was what he needed to hear at this moment. Because if someone with standards like Aunamee's thinks he is worth showing off, then that has to mean something, right?]

You're right. I shouldn't have to hide something that makes me happy here.

[marcato]

Precisely.

Now, is there anyone you'd like me to kill for you?

[doctorize]

[...]

That stupid wolf that nearly ripped off my arm comes to mind.

[...]

However, I would want to help in some way rather than make you do all the work.