You should speak to Keith. He's looking to improve the conditions of the lower and middle levels. Those there require augmentations for labor, working. For survival.
What do you know about surgery? Lundberg was a candidate for working with Gunnar, but I believe alone that may be dangerous. You could work with both of them, or with just Gunnar.
[He'd seen that, and it's unsurprising that Keith would be so concerned with the lower levels. Keith has a good, determined heart.]
I know basic surgeries, nothing terribly intricate like my mother, unfortunately. But I have no doubt that I would be able to do as much if not more than Lundberg.
[Alucard hesitates, then closes his eyes.] I would not refuse your help, if you wish to.
Damn, he's cheeky! Wasn't he just talking about sleeping forever? Hmm... If anything happens to you, though, I'll have to catch a ride on him! A little young, but...
I don't think so.
[Without any hurry, D turns back to the table he had been sitting at initially. The paper he had been writing on is moved over, and a clean sheet is taken out.]
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Dhampir will never be saviors.
But he can't argue the more delicate point about his mother. It would be a waste to not put some of that to use, wouldn't it?]
...Perhaps.
It will become more difficult for me to be in the other levels, save the lower. Perhaps that is where I should be, in all respects.
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What do you know about surgery? Lundberg was a candidate for working with Gunnar, but I believe alone that may be dangerous. You could work with both of them, or with just Gunnar.
[He pauses thoughtfully.]
I'll help you, if you'd like.
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I know basic surgeries, nothing terribly intricate like my mother, unfortunately. But I have no doubt that I would be able to do as much if not more than Lundberg.
[Alucard hesitates, then closes his eyes.] I would not refuse your help, if you wish to.
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[Another voice says, sounding entertained:]
A little dangerous, don't you think? There'll be a lot of blood. A whole lot of blood. Maybe the two of you won't be able to resist!
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Despite what your parasite may think. [The words are said a bit wryly.]
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I don't think so.
[Without any hurry, D turns back to the table he had been sitting at initially. The paper he had been writing on is moved over, and a clean sheet is taken out.]
Is there anything you are going to need?