Arrian: There has been an unusual request tonight, which presents a bit of a quandary for the Doctor’s medical ethics. Let me play the message:
Scum: D-Doctor Z? Hell's Iris is true to its name. A terrible place, full of terrible darkness. T-That two have found each other a-and known happiness here is nothing short of a miracle. M-May there be a song for R-r-aina Dorn, and her found love?
Arrian: Because of the past unpleasantness between station management and the song’s intended recipient, I’m not certain that the song will be received in the spirit that it is intended in. [Pause] Of course, brother, you are correct. I would risk violating my Funkadelic Oath as a practitioner of Soul Medicine if I withheld the succor of music from any patient, for any reason. So please, Madam Raina, I hope this melody brings a modicum of peace to you and your beloved. You need not fear violence from the consortium ever again, for as long as I am at the Chief Apothecary’s side.
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