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"it seems all the medics do flock to the glacier," mahler commented, but his weakened attempts at small talk tapered off as eldritch came closer to watch over him. he breathed gently for her, and became aware of a small rattling somewhere inside the deep barrel of his chest.
"the sticking cough." mahler smirked. "a fitting name."
"i too have known medicine most of my years, eldritch. i am not sure this can be ended, but if you can but help me vith the coughing, i think that i vill be rather fine."
a pause. "it vould be a fair trade for me to teach you vhat i know of medicine, in return."