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[as_damaged]

❝You've reached Allison Cameron, please leave a message.❞

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[ooc: you know the drill, if you need her and there's no recent post &c &c. whatever. ♥♥♥]

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[as_damaged]

Not a bad idea.

[She smiles, not so much at the suggestion as at his chewing on the spoon. It's kind of endearing, in a hopeless way. Though there's some merit to what he says. Cameron often finds herself looking for excuses to be elsewhere, after all. A cat can only provide so much company.]

It's... the same issue of significance, though. It has nothing to do with House. What we do, what he does-- it makes a difference. We do what other doctors can't. That's what I miss.

[She swirls her cup, watching the coffee creep up the sides of it. Here some people can wave a wand and cure diseases, it's hard not to feel irrelevant.]

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We made a difference to the kid who forgot to wear his flea collar last week. His liver had about six hours to go before it turned into pate. There might be quicker fixes around but we're still not out of work.

[All this slurred slightly around the silverware, gripped between his teeth but bobbing slightly as he speaks. Gray, stalking the back of the couch, bumps against his shoulder before leaping down to fill the gap between them with purring furball.]

You're significant. You don't have to ride a broomstick or come from the planet Zog. Ask the patients.

[Ask him.]

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[as_damaged]

[Cameron reaches out to scratch the cat's chin. Asking Chase isn't in her plans; she doesn't think she really wants to hear the answer.]

I know. Though I still miss it.

[In some ways, at least. If she were to be totally honest-- or rather, totally open-- there are things she likes here. She likes a lot of the people she's met. She likes not fighting with Chase. But she can't imagine the City ever feeling like anything more than a break, a lapse in reality.]