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  1. Public Bookmark 10

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    Feelings. A construct which could, in theory, be easily dismantled into logical variables. Cause and result. Yet, as Dottore’s preparations for his final experiment come to a closing, he finds himself confronted with illogical thoughts and emotions he could neither place nor explain.

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    28 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 68

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    “Be still, Doctor. I would hate to cut you by accident.”

    Dottore snickers. “Only on purpose, then?”

    Pantalone indulges him with a knowing smile. “You, of all people, should appreciate the beauty of precise knifework.” His thumb smooths over Dottore’s pulse before he cups his hand and feels the ripple of a swallow against his palm. “Be good for me, and I’ll make it good for you too.”

    Dottore has returned from Nod-Krai. Pantalone claims his prize. This is the fervour of long-distance romance.

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    27 May 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 65

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    It’s been a few years since the original Zandik's death.

    Pantalone laughed awkwardly. “Perhaps I got too lost in the calmness of it all. Nothing a nap can’t fix.”

    “There are other effective methods to release tension other than sleep." Twenty-five commented, sharp and factual with his words. "Orgasms are pretty effective, for example."

    (Or... Dottore's segments, 18, 25, 35 and 45, help their dear "friend" release some anxiety.)

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    27 May 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 65

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    They never fucked in a bedroom.

    Once—and only once, since Pantalone dreads the thought of getting more than his lungs transplanted—they did it on the table of the boardroom, after the end of a Harbinger meeting. One agent witnessed the event. One very clever and practical agent, who quickly climbed the organization’s ladder and landed himself a cushy position as a Fatui ambassador in Fontaine.

    It always happens in the laboratory. Surrounded by cool iron; iron around them, against their backs, in the stuffy air of their shared breaths. The examination table became a promise of both excruciating pain and the sensation that is very much the opposite of that. Whenever Pantalone finds himself in the room, he never knows on which end of the scale he’ll end up.

    A gambler he is, the thought always excited him.

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    26 May 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    When a human died, the heart stopped beating,
    And when the heart stopped beating, blood pressure dropped immediately.
    Therefore, if a knife was cut into a deceased person, there was no horrifying sight of red liquid splattering or gushing out like when a living person was slashed with a sharp weapon. Although he wasn’t an ex-dastur who sought the secrets of wisdom like his partner of decades, he also knew this fact after spending time with him.
    But hearing about it and seeing it with his own eyes was totally different.

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    26 May 2026

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