[open & closed] and when that day comes

[thereneverwas]

WHO: Barrow & friends
WHAT: ye olde lyrium detox in its various stages
WHEN: vaguely Wintermarch
WHERE: the infirmary
NOTES: I'll be adding a few starters at a time since I want later developments to feel organic and make sense. please feel free to request something if you don't see it here!

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[favoriteanalyst]

"He's being very insistent that this needs to end." And, well, shit, of course Barrow wants it over and done with. That's just how it is when this happens; it's not pretty, and it's not comfortable, and it could go very wrong at the end. It could get worse and not get better. Or he could break through to the other side.

"I figured I'd at least say something. It's fine if he's testy," even if that's so unlike Barrow, "but when is the point where we stop ignoring him wanting to stop and actually stop?"

[portalling]

“The misery and unpleasantry is a feature, not a bug,” Stephen says, unheeding as usual about dropping incomprehensible turns of phrase on Thedosians.

“Like, the whole process isn’t easy, which is part of the whole reason you’re not all lining up to do it. I’m keeping an eye on the situation. Him wanting to stop isn’t indicative of anything; but if his physical symptoms actually endanger him, and his health becomes at genuine risk, then we can reconsider.”

It’s a sternness, a flintiness, that Mobius doesn’t often get to experience from the doctor. For lack of anyone else around to do it, he has to put his foot down and hold their ground. (It’s not an enviable position.)