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cw: probably should have warned it sooner but yeah this is pretty much manipulation and gaslighting
Do you think that I am going to use your information for something bad? Be honest here.
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No
I know you haven't, I believe you.
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Because I have to say, I don't really get that feeling right now. It's a little disheartening.
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[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.
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May I ask why?
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I
believe I should have the right to.
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Alright, I understand.
How do you want to do this, then?
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Could you give me the files?
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that icon makes this tag so scary help
[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
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Would that work for you?
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I can be there in about 20 minutes or so if that works for you.
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[... 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?
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!
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.]
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[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.
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... Thankfully, a moment later, he does remember to ask:]
May I?
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Eager, aren't we?
[He looks like he wants to say something else, but he appears to refrain for now as, after a pause, he tilts the file to allow Marco to take it from him here.
Marco will find, upon opening it, that it does in fact appear to be the correct file, with all of Marco's personal information that had been given when he was a patient of Danny's. There's also dates recorded of appointments had, and brief notes of what the subject entailed without going into too much detail about what Marco said exactly during those sessions.
He may note, however, there is one thing missing: any of Danny's own commentary of any opinions, thoughts, recommendations, and so on he had when examining Marco as his doctor. True to his word from before, it seems he either took the time to remove that sort of thing from the file, or it was never there to begin with?]
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But it's fine. Everything is fine.
The file, as far as Marco can tell... is fine, too. He doesn't linger too long on any page - he'd rather not be reminded of things that he said on certain occasions, thank you very much - but it looks professional enough. And the lack of commentary... That doesn't bug him, either.
In fact, he thinks he'd rather not know what Danny thinks of him at all.]
Thank you. [Again. He nods. And since Danny did just as he asked...]
I'm... not sure if you'd like to see me destroy it or not. You do have my word that that's all I'm going to do.
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[Is this the other shoe Marco had feared dropping? Because sure enough, Danny's expression and tone is not particularly cheery anymore. It's cold and accusatory.]
Because I'm not sure if I believe that, given that you don't seem to trust my own word as much anymore.
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It-- It's not like that.
[But he hardly has a plan for this. Not one that doesn't require him to throw Rachel under the bus - and that's a plan he simply can't accept.]
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[He folds his arms here, as if genuinely prepared to stare the other man down and wait for a better answer.]
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[Danny knows what matter. It doesn't need to be named. He doesn't need to name who he talked to, either - or rather, Marco would prefer to think Danny can't make him name anybody.]
And... And ultimately, I've concluded that it wouldn't hurt to get rid of the file.
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[It's hard to say if he's actually being sincere about feeling that way here--he looks more tired than upset by this.]
But now, I can't help but wonder what exactly this "investigation" turned up that made you decide to consider those slanderous rumors seriously as opposed to trusting my word...
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