"Well, that's supposed to stop, eventually," he echoes without realising, leaning against the console again. Still wrapped around Jedao to keep him warm and upright against him. "But... you know, if symptoms persist, I'm pretty sure you're supposed to go see a doctor. People's brains aren't supposed to handle all the bad shit that happens to 'em."
"My psychiatric team recommended I be executed," Jedao says, voice low and steady, in a tone that's hard to place in between mild and flat.
"It's not totally their fault. Bad data. And I was being recalcitrant. I learned a lot from them, actually. But I don't find doctors...healing. As a rule."
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"It's not totally their fault. Bad data. And I was being recalcitrant. I learned a lot from them, actually. But I don't find doctors...healing. As a rule."