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LOKI ODINSON

WARDEN OF THE S.F.S. PEREGRINE

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[... Oh.]

You're likely onto something, there.
I will do what I can to help.
Are you sure that's all?

[nineteenfortyfive]

You underestimate the severity of the punishment.

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...Are you going to perform medical experiments on me?
Honestly that wouldn't be the worst idea.
I hardly know anything about my actual anatomy.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Is that an offer?

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Within reason, sure.
I'd rather not be fully dissected.

[Norns, he hopes none of this sounds like innuendo. Humans can jump to that so easily.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[She's Too Married for that, luckily. And too thrilled.]

I'd never harm you. But if you'd allow it, I'd give you a basic physical and take some blood. Give it a look. I don't know what I'd find, but it could be educational for us both.

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Alright. That's information that's bound to be useful.

How will you set me to work, though?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Keeping me company is one task. I usually only have myself to talk to, and I can be a poor audience. [She will regret saying this once they mush together.]

Seeing if my notes make sense is another. I think some easy to grasp documentation on certain things would be beneficial to have around, should something happen to me or the auto doc is unavailable.

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I can do that.
That's a good idea, actually. You never know what might happen around here.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Exactly.

Thank you, Loki. I hope this punishment teaches you well.