[ The condolences barely get more than a shrug out of the doctor. But as Olivia continues, Garrot just snorts, barely stifling a laugh at those words of caution. ] I think it'll be fine.
[ He takes a few more heavy steps down the stairs, and then his voice picks up a bit, almost like he's trying to tell a joke. ] I mean, he's more bugbear than I am, so I don't have to worry... at least genetically.
[ And as he laughs, finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, Garrot realizes he knows absolutely fucking nothing about time travel, that nobody does. That this could be a stupid and harmful idea. So now he's just standing there near the door. Awkwardly. And in deep thought. ]
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[ He takes a few more heavy steps down the stairs, and then his voice picks up a bit, almost like he's trying to tell a joke. ] I mean, he's more bugbear than I am, so I don't have to worry... at least genetically.
[ And as he laughs, finally reaching the bottom of the stairs, Garrot realizes he knows absolutely fucking nothing about time travel, that nobody does. That this could be a stupid and harmful idea. So now he's just standing there near the door. Awkwardly. And in deep thought. ]