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Arlo wasn't exactly happy, but he was willing to step away and let someone else help. It gave him a chance to remember to breathe. He turned away from the pantry, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Who in their right mind attacks a hospital? First children..."

This was not the message he intended to be cultivating. It was an honest expression of exasperation that suited both the public persona and his more private goals.

"Hmm?" He turned back to the young mediwitch. A tired smile falling across his face. "None of that now, I have just had a bit of misfortunate of being here on my day off and then being perceived as helpful. It seems like you've had much more luck than I."

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