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[have a Walking Talking Hand, idly walking through the library, picking up a book every now and then to glance at it, and then moving along to something else when he loses interest. He's also absently flipping over the tarot card he was given between his fingers as he walks. He pauses as he gets to the steps, debating for a moment now whether he wants to go upstairs or continue looking around down here.]

Hmmm.

[Bother him if you like or whatever]

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[stares for a moment, then follows after]

Medication?

I'm sorry?

Antidepressants or something. Or whatever it is they use to treat ADHD, whenever you are.

What about them?

Are you taking any?

[pauses, considering the question, and then shrugs it off]

Not that I'm aware of.

And that didn't offend you.

Not particularly, no. It was just a question.

I'm just going to out and say it: this is completely disturbing.

I'm sorry, but I'm not following. What exactly do you find completely disturbing?

[drawing away from him]

The fact that you aren't disturbed by anything.

Well, I've spent far too long overthinking too many things. Nothing wrong with a bit of calm and relaxation for a change. Who knows how long this will last anyway, best to enjoy it while it does.

That's your complacency speaking. Do you care about anything?

I'm sure I do.

Tell me what you care about, then.

[pauses, thinking about the question]

Well, there are the sort of generalized things to care about. The world, the universe, climate changes, war, poverty, the sick, and so on. Then the more specific things, people and places I care for, ideals and hobbies and all that sort of thing.

What do you care enough about to do something for?

That would depend on the situation, wouldn't it?

[the Master seems at a loss. He is.]

[he puts an arm on Handy's elbow to turn him around so they're face-to-face]

Would you stop me if I tried to kill you?

[blinks, mildly surprised as he looks down at the hand on his elbow. He looks back up at the Master]

I'm sure I would, but you wouldn't do that.

If you'll stop me, it doesn't matter if I try.

That's not right though, is it? Because if you really wanted to kill me you could, no matter how much I might try to stop you. You're far stronger in that regard.

You've always gotten lucky, one way or another. Why do you think I quit trying? You're a thing that just won't end.

Perhaps, but if you really set your mind to it, you could easily kill me if you wanted. Right here, right now for example, except you obviously don't want that.

What if someone else wanted to?

[The Master isn't completely certain why he's so disturbed by all of this, but he is, and he can't let it go]