I'm not doing anything. [It's a grouse, but Jon does keep his eyes turned away from the surgeon who seems to be working as slowly as humanly possible. Perhaps because he doesn't want to deal with what comes after. He looks up sharply after a few minutes, though, looking to the lift. There's another crackle of static on the tape recorder.]
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Date: 2019-09-14 10:07 pm (UTC)Tom's coming for the lung.
["Thank fuck," the surgeon mutters.]