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You've reached Dr. Stephen Strange. Leave a message and my secretary will get back to you.

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[termineur]

[ By the time the question is asked, Gabriel is very focused on something else, so his intended sideways 'thanks for indulging me' comment doesn't get said. ]

Stephen. Point the camera at your face.

[ The breathlessness with which he says that probably points toward the seriousness of the request. ]

[thewarningafter]

Gabe....

[It's an exasperated sigh, but he catches the other man's tone. The thought instantly occurs to him, but--no. He can't get his hopes up. There's no reason for his light to have returned when it hadn't before.

Frowning, he tilts the tablet, schooling himself to expect the old distortions. But...all he sees is his own face, same as he sees when they occasionally encounter a mirror, dirty, hairy, and gaunt. He stares, mouth falling gently open. The bandaged arm comes up so he can touch his face, see himself touching it in the video.]

[termineur]

[ Gabriel lets out a happy laugh, so different from his usual bitter chuckles. ]

Hey, look at that! I can actually see you. Looks like someone got his 'light' back, whatever the hell that's supposed to mean.

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A soul. We hypothesized that it was my soul.

[He lets out a laugh of his own; ducks his head as tears spring to his eyes.]

I don't--I have no idea when this happened---