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“Oh, do not be coy with me, Doctor Surendra, we’ve got much to discuss.” Gabriel stated in what would have come out as a cheerful yet slightly menacing tone, if he weren’t sniffling repeatedly through his words. His usually tanned complexion was slightly pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse and tired. He had meant to ask his colleague about his mysterious research project since that animal of Dmitri had blabbered out about it a few weeks earlier, but he never found the right chance to do it. The thought of spiking Ravi’s drink with a truth potion had crossed his mind, but he could not risk receiving a formal complaint from a colleague while his father was watching and assessing his every move. That stupid celebration would have been the perfect occasion to get the other doctor to spill all of his secrets if he weren’t turned into a human that was probably about to die. But Gabriel was nothing if not persistent, so he had decided to corner Ravi in his lab while there was no one there. “A little birdie told me you’ve been a busy bee. Since when do we do research about heart diseases here?” He asked, crossing his arms over his white coat to keep his shivering body a bit warmer. “And what’s with the twinkish look? He looks pretty.” He smiled, giving Ravi a puckish once-over, before being hit by a coughing fit that shook his whole body. Jesus Christ, how did humans do it?
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