[Abruptly, his glass sets down sharply. Not enough to break, but loud enough to clack against the counter. His eye is narrowed as he glares at Midnight.]
Who the fuck do you think I am, Midnight? A selfless doctor? You hardly know anything about me, and yet the way you looked at me is seared into my memory.
I've seen dozens of patients look at me with such longing after I used that spell. That's what it does. But you, you just--
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[Abruptly, his glass sets down sharply. Not enough to break, but loud enough to clack against the counter. His eye is narrowed as he glares at Midnight.]
Who the fuck do you think I am, Midnight? A selfless doctor? You hardly know anything about me, and yet the way you looked at me is seared into my memory.
I've seen dozens of patients look at me with such longing after I used that spell. That's what it does. But you, you just--
[He grips his glass tightly.]
What do you want?