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[Private to Johnny Cade]

I understand you're a friend of Dallas's? I'd like to know more about your personal experiences with him- if you're not opposed, that is.

[Private to Dallas]

Recall the interior of my ship that I told you about? Why don't you come by and see it! When was your last birthday, by the way?

[Infirmary Direct Care Filter]

I must admit, these concerns about doctor/patient confidentiality from Mr. Russett I worry might lead to a very inappropriate opinion from his inmate, who desires to become a physician. While seeking to teach him to be more open and welcoming, he regards groups of people with suspicion.

[Which, given his loyalties to his fake-family members, he tries not to show too much investment in Victor. But there's a point when things can't be ignored, and he'd rather Rex not be treated with even more suspicion if he did manage to become a doctor again himself.]

This is going to affect morale and the ability to treat patients. It should be dealt with, but I'm not certain how.

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The accusations are clearly irrational, Martha. I know that accusations of this matter are hard for any good doctor to hear, but medicine and personal health can be a sensitive subject for some people, and sensitivity and rationality don't often walk hand-in-hand.

You're a good doctor. Best ignore him for now, develop a thick skin to this sort of thing - because it will happen again, that's just the nature of the job - and let the rest of us try and figure out how to mediate the situation.

Escalation does seem like the thing furthest from your mind. At the moment, Mr. Russett's concerns need to be addressed, and talk of his inmate needs to be left at the door - as it were.

I suppose not. And things seem quiet. But I worry that'll just make Eddie assume that I'm all the more guilty.

I should tell him more often that I think he's doing a good job. He was brilliant during the curse, you know. I just worry because of our past history that I shouldn't... I don't encroach upon him.

Brilliant. Thank you.

A newly married woman ought to be able to take some time to reaffirm her new relationship with her husband. If anything, it might make you more human.

It's an unfortunate history. But maybe an occasional kind word of encouragement wouldn't hurt. He did return to the infirmary, after all. Though obviously it seems anything raises harsher reactions than can be anticipated.

I mean it, you know. Don't take it to heart. You don't seem like the type of person to let someone else drag you down, so keep your head held high and just keep working hard.

Oh?

I really think that's a good idea. I'd love to be able to take a proper holiday, but... Oh well. If I leave now, I just don't know it'll help.

I'll tell him, Doctor. I really do think that he's gotten loads better. That he's better.

Maybe after there's been a breather of some sort? A bit of time. Hopefully things will remain slow.

I'll make it a point do something positive while I'm at it.

I'm not. At the risk of sounding conceited, James, I'm good. I'm very good. Saved the world more than once. But what I don't expect is being accused of hurting people on a ship where I've been the only active doctor and have gone weeks on as little sleep as possible and tended to everyone's wounds and then to have people tell me to grow a thicker skin.

I've been in these comas, they're horrid. My husband was in one for two ruddy months once. Every time I get attacked it's driving me mental. I try to be calm, and I try to explain. I offer him the chance to look at my personal medical records and I get rebuffed. He tries to get into the infirmary and control inventory through deceitful measures and now everyone's telling me to suck it up. If only it were that easy.

Perhaps. As unlikely as it is aboard the Barge.

Thank you, Doctor. I mean it. I really needed to hear it, and to know that at least one of my friends is on my side. Lately, I've been left wondering.

Communication. We just have to keep trying. Not that you haven't been, of course, but...[Sigh.] there has to be something other than this.

[Okay, so Dallas is really quite interested in seeing this ship the Doctor just so happens to have laying about. He tries to make his way up to his warden's cabin in a low, cool, careless matter, but when someone tells you that they own something that's bigger on the inside than on the outside, you kick it into overdrive.

About five minutes after his last network message, Dallas is knocking at the Doctor's door.]

Hey, Doc. Open up.

You're the head of the infirmary and... well it seemed like something we should talk about or at the very least give you support in.

It'll work out. It always does.

[He skitters to the door as soon as there's a knock, covered in a few wires from something he was haphazardly attempting to put away. At least the inside of the TARDIS is clean.

She did that by herself.

In the middle of the now only slightly cluttered white room behind him is a blue telephone box, and the Doctor holds the door wide.] Come in! Have a look around. It's actually that blue box there.

George wants apparently mediate a sitdown. I'm willing to give it another shot, but I'm not hopeful, I'm afraid.

I appreicate it. I really, really, really mean that.

Doctor, would it be alright if I visit the TARDIS? I miss her.

Be hopeful, Martha. It'll be alright.

Please! She'd love to see you again. She's heard so much from her future self.

Martha, it's not said because we're not sympathetic to all of this. I'm telling you to carry on because you're better than this, and because there comes a time in every doctor's career where people are going to be less than agreeable. To put it lightly.

You said it yourself, you were the only doctor here for a long while, and no, you certainly don't deserve to be accused of such things. It happens though, and yes, it's unfair, but even doctors with impeccable records aren't above people expressing their concerns or opinions, even if those opinions are slightly mad or offensive. In times like these it's best to just walk away from the fight and let someone else take up the torch, before it gets even more personal than it already is.

...He's suffering from paranoia. I know it's based on what happened in his world but...

I'm sorry, James, this is just chewing old soup. I will say, once again, this goes far above expressing concerns or opinions. He attempted to use deceit to get to be in charge of the infirmary inventory, and had a fit because I denied him access because he didn't have proper medical training.

Thank you, Doctor. I'll swing by tomorrow afternoon.

How are you doing?

I'm alright.

Alright, I'm not going to push, but lunch soon?

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