"Aye, basically," Kev says. "And it wouldn't do much good trying to sort this all out with him around having a fit, aye?"
Alex sighs, hands on either side of his nose. "If I may interrupt?" He says wearily. "It's hardly something personal," he says to Dane. "If you aren't the Black Knight involved in the massacre at Acre or various other 12th century incidents, then the patient in question is not afraid of you. Or enraged, or whatever sets him off on talk of blood and betrayal and, in fact, demons and False Gods. Unfortunately, we're told the resemblance between our local Black Knight and this man is fairly...uncanny."
"Which, since we have avoided that particular situation, is slightly beside the point," says the man joining them, with long dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. "Can we get down to business?"
"Just about to, Scott."
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