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<doctorize>

[doctorize]

[......]

Why do you ask?

[That's not a yes or no response to that question, Danny.]

<marco>

[peccatore]

[It's fine. This is fine! Everything is normal!]

I'd like to have a look at them.

[doctorize]

It's actually against the law for therapists to show patient files to anyone, including patients due to the nature of therapists using them to also record their own interpretations of a patient's psyche in addition to the patients personal information. Only a court order from a judge can compel those files, and usually it ends up in the hands of the police for the purposes of a criminal investigation.

Or at least, that's usually how it goes back home, but given how slack the laws are here, I guess it wouldn't be as difficult to allow... still, I have to ask why you want to see them.

Are you worried that there's something written there that you don't want being there?

[peccatore]

I see.
I certainly wouldn't want you to do anything illegal.

[Haha. Ha. Haaa.

He's not gonna be able to avoid the question. But if he dances around it, perhaps...]

Well, you're no longer my therapist.
And with Hawkeye stepping away from his psychiatry appointments, I thought I might as well ask for something to show to a hypothetical new doctor
As a reference of sorts.

[Actually, never mind dancing. That turned into a straight up lie before he knew it.]

[doctorize]

Oh, I see.

I could draft something together in that case, however there may be some things that will need to be omitted from it. I wouldn't want my own psychiatric judgement to influence theirs when they're trying to use their own skills to help you as their doctor, after all.

[peccatore]

[That is... not ideal.]

Is that so?
I thought a thorough report might be more useful.

[doctorize]

A report of your personal information so that you don't have to repeat yourself too much with your new doctor? Sure. I understand that.

But why does it matter to you whether or not my thoughts on the matter are included too, Marco?

[peccatore]

Oh, it's not exactly about your thoughts, that's not my concern
I mean, I'm not concerned at all!
I just thought,
Since you won't be needing that data anymore...

cw: probably should have warned it sooner but yeah this is pretty much manipulation and gaslighting

[doctorize]

Marco.

Do you think that I am going to use your information for something bad? Be honest here.

[peccatore]

[Oh, no. He's on to him.]

No
I know you haven't, I believe you.

[doctorize]

Really?

Because I have to say, I don't really get that feeling right now. It's a little disheartening.

[peccatore]

I'm very sorry.

[But it's not a complete lie. Marco believes that Danny hasn't done anything yet; it's the future that worries him.

He can't keep backing himself into a corner like this, though.]

To be completely honest...
I would like to dispose of my data.

[doctorize]

Ah, I see.

May I ask why?

[peccatore]

[And that's the tricky part.]

I
believe I should have the right to.

[doctorize]

[There's a delay in Danny's response to this, long enough that maybe not saying anything yet is Danny's intention to make Marco squirm a bit, before he finally does have an answer.]

Alright, I understand.

How do you want to do this, then?

[peccatore]

[Marco wasn't aware he'd been holding his breath until the exact moment he finally sees a new message. Funny how that works.]

Could you give me the files?

[doctorize]

Do you want me to bring them to you, or do you want to pick them up from my office here?

that icon makes this tag so scary help

[peccatore]

I certainly wouldn't make you come all the way over here.

[But the idea of going straight to the lion's den, even if the lion has apparently never done anything to harm him before... Hrm.]

How would you feel about meeting halfway?

as it should tbh

[doctorize]

Are you saying that there's somewhere you want to meet us at instead?

[peccatore]

McGucket Labs.
Would that work for you?

[doctorize]

Fine with me.

I can be there in about 20 minutes or so if that works for you.

[peccatore]

That should work just fine, thank you.

[... He should be safe in there. Not that he's... sure he wouldn't be safe elsewhere. It's just...

If it's not hurting anybody, he might as well do something make himself feel more at peace, right?]

--> action?

[doctorize]

[Danny has actually not been to McGucket Labs very much, if at all, but he knows where it is if only because he is the type of person who does make sure to know the locations of important places in this place.

As such, he does show up in 20 minutes as promised, as a bat that awkwardly shifts into a person dropping down by the door where he lands. He looks... well. Tired is probably the first word to come to mind, because even though he has physically gotten somewhat better from his fight with Mukuro by now, it looks like he hasn't slept well lately. It makes the smile he wears seem even more cheap than usual when he calls out.]

Marco?

action!

[peccatore]

[It's not as if McGucket Labs is equipped with some kind of state-of-the-art security system. Marco is doing his best to be reasonable about this, he swears; a familiar meeting place to help him feel safe, a largely harmless location so as to not give Danny the impression that he is being overly paranoid.

Although Marco is of two minds about this, frankly. He could use a professional opinion on how necessary his precautions are.

In any case, once he opens the door... He and Danny don't look too dissimilar. A tense, tired expression that gives way to a strictly courteous smile once he sees that there is no immediately apparent danger.]

Thank you for coming. [He sighs.]

[doctorize]

Of course. This is quite an important matter, after all.

[He says, as he reaches somewhere inside his coat before pulling out what appears to be a file. There's an initial "M" on one of the tabs, so it can be easy to guess what this is even if there's no other identifier on the outside of the file.]

I brought what you asked for.