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Medea has locked me in a cold storage.

[HELLO]

Where are you? What cold storage?

The lab.

I'm going to come find you!

[GOES TO DO THAT SYLUS HELLO.]

[ He is in the cold storage. ]

[Lets him out of the cold storage........]

Monsieur... How did you find yourself in a situation like this so soon after returning?

[ Steps out, brushing dust off his shoulder. ]

She can be quite persuasive.

[ He thought it would be funny. ]

[Just watching him nonchalant his way out.]

Please take better care of your body when you're freshly recovered, monsieur.

Don't they say laughter is the best medicine?

[ And isn't this situation funny? ]

Laughter is good for the soul, but it can only get you so far if your lungs are frozen!

That's what you're here for.

You're lucky that I can move quickly even with short legs, monsieur. Do you need something warm to drink? Or a blanket?

I thought you were a physician, not a maid.

[NOT LIKE THIS.]

I'm a scientist!