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[detectivetroll]

Are there any, uh, specialized mechanics here? Engineers, maybe?

[No, Nick has no real idea what he's asking for, but he has to try to find someone to fix his friend. And speaking of helping a friend...]

Also, I've been told there's a doctor on staff here. Is that still true? There's something I need to discuss with you.

[And with that out of the way, Nick pauses for a moment, debating how to phrase what he needs to say next. Finally, he goes for vague, at least over these.]

Reese, man, you got a minute?

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[taintedtalent]

...Agreed.

[Reese hates to say it but Nick is right about that. Rushing in blind will only serve to make their situation worse. They're lucky any good came from Nick's little trip.]

So we got an idea what to do then. Ain't any reason to sit around talkin' about it. Time to get to work.

[He wants to be done with this. He wants to go home. He wants Ada.]

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[detectivetroll]

[He gives a soft sigh, have agreement, and half an exhalation of frustration. Yeah. It wouldn't help, but it sure feels like waiting around doing nothing.]

Absolutely. I'll keep you updated on anything I find, man.

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[taintedtalent]

[He drinks the last of his milk and sets the glass on the table. Reese isn't looking at Nick right now, just staring into the empty glass.]

Likewise, and good luck.

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[detectivetroll]

[Nick moves to leave, but hesitates, watching Reese stare at his glass.]

Look, man, if you ever need to talk about something, I'm a pretty good listener. And with my job, you've pretty much got a guarantee I'll have seen stranger.

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[taintedtalent]

Now I seriously doubt that.

[No offense Nick, but he's banished demons, fought undead hordes, and knows a vampire that's obsessed with him, and that's only the start of things.]

All I need to do is get back where I belong. That's all that matters.

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[detectivetroll]

You might be surprised.

[But he won't argue the point. If it was Nick on the other end, he'd probably figure few'd seen stranger than him, either.

He nods.]

Yeah, I feel you. I'll catch up with you later, then.

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[taintedtalent]

Later.

[He waves farewell to Nick, but continues sitting at that table.]