He stared back at him, really not sure how to answer that or how to react to the suspicion. "I don't-" He cut himself off abruptly, taking a breath and trying to rephrase. "I'm a doctor, Jim. I'm your doctor, and I'm the one who's supposed to piece you back together when shit hits the fan, and that just wasn't good enough this time, so now we're both stuck here."
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