Anzu sighs, heavily. He considers, for a good moment or two, lying to Radar. The young man's just so optimistic and fresh-faced, and given his bearing, Anzu guesses he's a recent military recruit. Somehow, he doesn't relish playing any part in the wrecking of someone's youthful optimism.
But he relishes the idea of lying not at all.
"I know not, dearest," he says, at last. "If we find nothing, we'll have to find somewhere else to look. And ah. Nu. Hope. So much of medicine is built on luck and fortunate falls, nu?"
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Anzu sighs, heavily. He considers, for a good moment or two, lying to Radar. The young man's just so optimistic and fresh-faced, and given his bearing, Anzu guesses he's a recent military recruit. Somehow, he doesn't relish playing any part in the wrecking of someone's youthful optimism.
But he relishes the idea of lying not at all.
"I know not, dearest," he says, at last. "If we find nothing, we'll have to find somewhere else to look. And ah. Nu. Hope. So much of medicine is built on luck and fortunate falls, nu?"