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[sweetbreads]

While all of you are no doubt rather busy with your reunions and other such things, I believe it is prudent to take this moment to offer the services of myself or my colleague, Miss Sommers, in dealing with any of the issues that many of you have been confronted with in the last few weeks.

[ Hannibal is all neat collars and cuffs as usual, his black hair neatly groomed back, the lights adjusted so that the red in his black eyes stays hidden; the kindly and professional Dr. Fell, that's all. But for those who received memories from him, there might be a rumble of some familiar evil that menaces them; perhaps something they can't quite put their finger on. ]

Memories, particularly those of the kind we experienced, are difficult enough to overcome when they are indeed our own. Emotional conflict, losses, and for most the absence of friends and family that is not even your own to mourn, can be devastating if not turned in the appropriate direction. Some of you have been the victims of more vicious and unsettling images, such as may conflict with your own peaceable nature. I urge you not to combat these on your own. The psychological impact may be more grievous than you might at first imagine, and in those cases, the experience of a professional is a crucial tool in your continued well-being.

You are welcome to drop in any time. Please do not hesitate. If a confidential meeting or 'home visit' is required, please contact myself or Miss Sommers directly. Thank you for your time.

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[thebreakingwave]

Forgive me, but I don't really understand what you're offering.

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[sweetbreads]

[ It only goes to show how dire the situation is that it isn't a given that everyone knows the ship has a therapy department. ]

We're doctors. Miss Sommers is a trained therapist, while my field is practicing psychiatry.

[thebreakingwave]

[It's not that Harry distrusts muggle doctors, rather that he has no real reason to trust their treatments. Even at the best of times, mediwizards are a bit hit and miss.]

So, you're worried that the memories we got will make us sick?

[sweetbreads]

It is a very real possibility, the signs of which are already beginning to show. Not sick in terms of nausea and migraine, you must understand, but mentally, where very few of us have been given the solution as well as the problem.

When you experience something, for example the death of a loved one, you have the advantage of hindsight, the knowledge of what has led up to that moment, the recollection of all the good times and bad that give you perspective on the loss and the means to emerge emotionally whole on the other end of it. Many of the memories we have been given feature the loss, without the tools to cope with it as the originator did. Some have ill benefited from the experience of violence without guilt or remorse in its wake. Even love, which you might say is an experience some would benefit from, leaves heartache in its absence, and how much worse to be given a taste of something so magical that you will never experience for yourself?

There will be consequences.

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[tinytactician]

What sort of services do you offer?

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[sweetbreads]

My field is diagnosing and treating your ailments, while Miss Sommers' is available chiefly when you find you need someone to talk to, although we do occasionally both fulfill that role.

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[tinytactician]

Ahhhh. [He sounds noticeably relieved.] A doctor. Of course. How silly of me not to realize.

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[foundafamily]

I don't think I understand exactly what you're talkin' about, but I think most people here are gonna be fine on their own.

[Or, rather, after all they've been through, nothing can help them now.]

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[sweetbreads]

[ Rude. Hannibal inclines his head slightly, but the shadow keeps the red flash in his eyes to a dull mahogany. ]

In your professional opinion?

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[foundafamily]

Do I need to be a professional to know a thing about talkin' to people?

[He hasn't actually asked anybody else their feelings on this, but based on his experience people prefer to keep things bottled up. Isn't that healthier?]

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[rejack]

[ That was a lot of words, lingo. But she gets the spiel. ]

You're a doc?

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[sweetbreads]

A psychiatric doctor, yes.

[ Since it turns out he ought to be more direct. ]

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[rejack]

So you can fix people when they're, like. Messed up in the head.

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[mansuetus]

You know our natures to be peaceable, Dotore?

[ Trust Lucrezia Borgia to pause at that; tone bright and lips curled into a smile that is half spoiled and half amused. History wrote much of the Borgias, she knew; peace was not usually connected with her family. ]

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[sweetbreads]

[ His eyes almost seem to glitter, catching some brief flicker of light from the comms device, and his lips curl into a polite smile. Ah Lucrezia, you clever creature. ]

You listen well, mia dolce signora.

As to your concerns, we must to Dante.
Non e il mondan romore altro che un fiato
di vento, ch'or vien quinci ed or qien quindi,
e muta nome perche muta lato.

[ The reputation which the world bestows is like the wind, that shifts now here now there, its name changed with the quarter whence it blows. ]

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[mansuetus]

Purgatorio.

[ she nods her head and then tilts it, another question already on her lips. that's the nature of Lucrezia Borgia, one question follows another. ]

Virgil said something similar, did he not? Fama volat!

[ fame has wings ]

I wonder if there are those here famed for such comfortable character.

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[rancorously]

[ There is maybe about twenty billion things that Nico thinks when he sees this, but the first one that ends up just coming up is something he knows is practically being contrary for the sake of it, but at the same time is also, in a way, his own mindset. ]

Or someone can handle things just fine without the assistance you're offering.

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[sweetbreads]

I am not one to argue that, after all I have no assistance of my own. Who is the doctor's doctor? However, someone in our position cannot wholly claim that self-asserted imperviousness to emotional harm is an altogether healthy response in its own right. It is not.

Depending on yourself alone can seem like the safe option - you cannot betray yourself, and though you may let yourself down; you only have yourself to blame, and yourself to forgive - yet in a situation where the ability to trust another person is the only option that might save us, we are predisposed to believe that we can make it on our own, as we always have.

Being right, so often and for so long, blinds us to any other possible solution.

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[rancorously]

You and Miss Sommers count as each others doctors. Unless you're giving out advice without even trying to follow it yourself. It's a little unfair to ask us to maybe bare our souls to you while you're acting like a locked safe.

[ Nico should just leave it there, not rise to the bait ( even if it's not really bait, it still feels that way to him ) of what else he said, but it's there and practically glaring him in the face. ]

That's assuming you automatically think you're always right. Trust is also a road that goes both ways, you could trust a person if that's how you get out, but they need to trust you too otherwise you're both dead.

Dealing with things alone gives perspective that doesn't have to blind you to other thing if you're smart.

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[childofthemoon]

[Ruby hasn't been around for any of the memory sharing the previous month. Not that she lacks baggage on her very own, thank you oh so much - insecurity, self-loathing, having eaten her first boyfriend, having killed her mother, oh there is so much to delve into there. Still, she gives a wry smile as she sees the offer.]

So... you're a shrink?

[Not said unkindly. But hey, simple small-town waitress here.]

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[sweetbreads]

Yes, I am.

[ Not said unkindly. He meets her smile with something more reassuring of his own. ]

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[childofthemoon]

That's neat. Imagine you're getting a lot of business in a place where... well. People wake up in a pod, covered in blue goo.

[It's gotta be the weirdest way to arrive at a place, right? Archie, Storybrooke's resident shrink, would have a field day. And yeah, she's totally falling for the trustworthy routine here, good job.]

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[thatsaflaregun]

Tell me something, brotha. You and Jenna don't share anything about your patients with each other, yeah?

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[sweetbreads]

Not unless I were to make a referral to her, no.

[ But that would mean him not feeling proficient enough to treat the patient himself which--not going to happen. ]

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[thatsaflaregun]

Good. I think talkin' to her about some things counts as a conflict of interest. Also, I don't wanna worry her too much.