Not a dog, not mine. [ His words are rolling around in her slow mind, trying to make a connection that's tickling at the back of her mind. Is this a general 'you' or specific? She thinks of her echoes, of all of them dying one by one across time and space. But then she thinks of everyone in Serthica, of McCoy's sickness. ]
Why do we all have to get sick and die? I want to learn how to help.
[ There's a desperate quality to her voice now, the teacher softness strained. ]
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Not a dog, not mine. [ His words are rolling around in her slow mind, trying to make a connection that's tickling at the back of her mind. Is this a general 'you' or specific? She thinks of her echoes, of all of them dying one by one across time and space. But then she thinks of everyone in Serthica, of McCoy's sickness. ]
Why do we all have to get sick and die? I want to learn how to help.
[ There's a desperate quality to her voice now, the teacher softness strained. ]