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Azem is left for dead on a deserted island right before the Trojan War
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"But I'm really uncomfortable with testing magic that could break someone's brain on people. Even if they want to be tested on."

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"Well, start slow? Small things? Little limericks maybe?"

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Her argument against this point seems to be an unhappy whine. And snuggling him closer.

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Snuggle snuggle. "Limericks not your style? Maybe short poems."

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"I am not upset at the prospect of reciting limericks, Zotikos."

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"I know, I'm trying to insert levity into the conversation." Pat pat pat.

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She gives an exasperated huff, not dignifying that with an answer.

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He laughs and kisses the top of her head.

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“I’ll… think about it,” she grumbles, after a very long while. “It does bother me, having something I don’t quite understand and can’t really use. And there are ways it could help. I can ask the nereids and maybe find a nymph or someone with more experience about… I don’t know, lingering effects. Though I doubt they’ll know much. I just, it…” she trails off.

“It’s dangerous, and I thought I understood that. I was wrong and people died, and I can’t believe I was that stupid, and. And I don’t want to be wrong again. I don’t want you to die. Or to drive you stark raving mad or catatonic or however else it could potentially go horribly wrong. Okay?”

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"I think... as test subjects go..." Zotikos says, humming pensively, "I'm a pretty good choice. Crippled for life, I am, abandoned on a deserted island, not gonna be much use to anyone else."

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".... I think that if I ever hear you talk about yourself that way again, I will drag you into the ocean and, and. Gods, I don't even know, drag you to the other side of the island and dump you there so you have to walk all the way back on your own just so you have time to think about how stupid that is. You matter! Even crippled and abandoned on a deserted island!"

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He tilts his head. "Sure. Everyone matters. I'm not... saying I don't. I'm saying..." A shrug. "I have less to lose?"

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"I am less unhappy with that, but not happy with that," she grumbles.

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"Well, I'm not happy that I have less to lose, but... it's still true. But I'm not saying to not take precautions, mind."

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"You wouldn't be able to talk me out of taking precautions," she says, a little absently, fidgeting with her hair thoughtfully. "I think I don't... like judging how much is enough for someone to potentially lose before it's okay if I start experimenting for potential future benefits. Not when it might kill people. Or drive them to madness or a theatrically appropriate torturous end."

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"If this were a war... you'd have to. Or I'd have to. You gotta... you gotta trade things like that, in a war. People's lives and safety and..."

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He shakes his head and pushes the thoughts away. "But right now, yeah, we're fine."

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"Yeah. I'm not planning to go to war, you realize. ... Maybe as a healer of some kind. Not a combatant."

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"Right, I just mean, there are situations where that kind of trade has to be made." Shrug. "You'd be a great healer."

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