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[thewarningafter]

@beyonce

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[thewarningafter]

I can't -- I can't trust to that.

[Possible. Theoretically possible, based on a system of magic(?) about which Stephen knows nothing and of which Al is not an experienced practitioner.]

I can't do this. Not again.

[armoured]

...what do you mean 'again'?

[Stephen's lost him now, clearly this is connected to something else that's gone wrong along the way.]

[thewarningafter]

I'm not going to be responsible for helping anyone else die. I know you think you won't, but this isn't -- this isn't something I can do for you.

[armoured]

[He sighs heavily, shakily.]

Please, Dr. Strange, this is really important and I need a doctor to help me.

[thewarningafter]

I can't.

Don't do this. We're going to find a way out of here; don't throw your life away on an experiment.

[armoured]

[He makes a frustrated noise, disappointment welling inside him.]

Fine-- Fine, I'll find somebody else to help me. Goodbye, Dr. Strange.

[And he hangs up.]