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[third_alternative]

My last name is Sartre. I grew up with my father Albert and my brother Erhard in Maine. He's eight years older than me and was in college and already a surgeon when he was sixteen. He'd sometimes help my dad research something in my blood. I mostly just saw him during the summers, but I saw my dad every day. He'd help me with my homework if I needed it, and sometimes had bedtime stories. I went to Cumberland Elementary School until I was eight. My teacher's name was Mrs. Scherer. Then my dad quit working as a professor at Cumberland College and we moved to Mexico so that he could continue his research there, although my brother stayed in Maine for school.

Not bad for someone who supposedly can't remember anything before the age of 15, huh? Guess this place must've done something to reset my amnesia so I could remember everything instead of stuff only after showing up at Providence!

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[healeveryone]

Really? Because I remember...it was a virus in my blood, and the antibodies to it. Dad studied virology.

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[third_alternative]

Huh. Virology. Wasn't expecting that. I thought it'd be something more like mechanics--something to do with tiny machines like the nanites.

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[healeveryone]

No, he was a doctor! Of medicine, I mean. I think that's why Erhard ended up studying medicine, too.

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[third_alternative]

So that they could both...study your virus?

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[healeveryone]

No! I mean, Dad wanted to do that. But Erhard was already studying to be a doctor when Dad adopted me...I think maybe he picked it up from Dad.

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[third_alternative]

...Is that why he adopted you?

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[healeveryone]

No, of course not!

[Rosalia actually seems pretty offended by that.]

Dad's not like that. He found out about my blood a little while after he adopted me, but he wanted me first.