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I suspect this is my fault.

What did you do this time darling?

What's your fault?

This time?

Nobody died.

And that's a bad thing, is it?

Even people who should have died - didn't die.

Like you, you mean?

Ouch.

. . . oh well. Hey, I might even get a few free meals out of it.

Backwards. No one else is dying. I stopped healing, and seem to... be completely normal.

Oh. Oh dear.

So you're still the freak, are you? Poor old Jack.

Not really worried about being a 'freak' right now, no.

The odd one out, then.

Have you figured out the reason why this is happening yet?

nope.

If you need help, feel free to ask. One of you is fun, but more than that kind of hurts.

I'll let you know when we figure it out.

Great.