#;r.atio

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ㅤㅤㅤ❝ ―I recognize I may not be the most 'endearing' person, but I still uphold fundamental courtesies. Is there something you desire? Having visited so many times, it is only fitting that I bring a token of my appreciation. ❞

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ㅤㅤAs for him, you may address him as 'mundane' boyfriend. Not superior nor inferior to any of the aforementioned categories. merely an ordinary and worldly boyfriend, capable of becoming a 'good' boyfriend just like anyone else, by exercising selfless and virtuous acts.

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ㅤㅤㅤWell, he thinks he's quite a delight to talk to―

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" --- may i? " the blond asks politely, before taking the medical equipment out of the others hand ; putting it back on the shelf carefully but pointedly. " -- what brings you into my office today? are you not feeling well? " tone friendly, warm even dr herssen seemed to look for any clues, searching the others form. (from a doctor to a doctor po<wjfdiojioewfjio ratio dont touch his stuff)

ㅤㅤㅤ❛ You may. ❜ㅤSpotless. Tube is still flexible without any signs of deterioration, the stem is securely attached, and the rotation of the diaphragm and bell moves swiftly yet not loosely. In conclusion,ㅤthe instrument has clearly been carefully taken care of.ㅤAs such, it is returned to its respective owner with an unreadable sense of satisfaction, the type that only follows when he observes things are following their course of orderly procedures. There is a lack of permanence in Veritas Ratio as he makes his way to his designated position as his 'patient', for not even the top rail of the chair facing his fellow doctor's desk is touched. Instead, his stance remains detached from the surroundings, standing still like a pillar as his arms come to cross over his chest in response.

❛ Spare yourself the trouble, Dr. Herssen. I have not come here to claim much of your valuable time. ❜ There was no need for any examinations; Ratio knew his diagnosis with exactitude. This was, of course, not a taunt to Dr. Herssen's capabilities nor to his competence; on the contrary, Ratio's quick approach to his very own health was out of respect for Luuk's time, best used in those who lacked the knowledge to assess their conditions than on his already studied form. ❛ A mere cold. That is all. We've been here before; self-prescription is out of the question, yet formalities require some tangible proof of my condition, as simple as it may be. ❜ Would this stop him from continuing with his line of work? Absolutely not. The benefits of being able to work in remote locations allowed him to avoid endangering the health of his fellow assistants, and as such, only details were left to wrap up.

We've been here before, yes; yet how long has it been since he last made his presence around his office? ❛ Meticulous as always, I can tell you are trying to study me despite my claims. ❜ Understandable. Had he been in his shoes, even he would have held a semblance of a question over such an affirmative claim. This was perhaps a trait both shared. A resistance to accepting the established without any questioning.

Finally, the seat facing Luuk's desk squeaks under the Ratio's weight. Be it out of the doctor's expressed mannerisms or other unspecified reasons, this time, Ratio decides to take space, not from the position of a patient, but from the position of someone sharing the same intrigue as him, of someone who cares. ❛ I've been well. ❜ He confesses through his stubbornness while he lifts one leg to rest over the other. Forget about the cold. ❛ I have read that the academy has granted you another award. Neither you nor I hold such prestigious titles in high regard, yet― ❜ That being said. ❛ I'm glad that your efforts aren't being undermined. ❜

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ㅤㅤ❝ ―My ducks? In a row. Ordered. Disciplined. Your ducks? Scattered. In disarray. Waddling aimlessly. ❞

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ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Did you even bring a spare helmet? ❞ And no, his bust does not count as a helmet in this context. / @m-11o