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[coppelganger]

Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.

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[jacksonian]

But -

[ He snaps his jaw shut on further arguments. Is this really the hill you want to die on, Mark? Or, more accurately: is this the hill he's willing to let them die on? Life first. Reconciliation after. ]

Look, I didn't come to you to make her case. That's not what this is about. I came to you because I want to offer you my help.

[coppelganger]

Help with what?

[jacksonian]

Your health problems. Research takes money. I have money. A lot of it.

[coppelganger]

[ wait ]

What? Why would you give us your money?

[jacksonian]

Because you're clones.

[coppelganger]

Not my clones.

[jacksonian]

[ He hesitates, a little uncertain, not quite getting her meaning. Still, he forges ahead: ]

As far as I'm concerned, any clones are worth helping. Doesn't matter who they're clones of. Or from what world.

[coppelganger]

So you wanna... what, give us money so we can research a cure?

[jacksonian]

Yeah. Or hire people to do it for you.

[coppelganger]

I see.

[jacksonian]

So...You accept? You'll let me help?

[coppelganger]

[ She's quiet for several seconds, thinking. ]

I'll have to speak with Cosima first.

[jacksonian]

Fine.

[ He lets out a short, sharp breath. ]

Do it quickly.

[coppelganger]

Yeah. We'll let you know.

[ byyyye ]

[jacksonian]

[ just please don't leave mark waiting too long, the poor boy is going to have a nervous meltdown and cry himself to death over all this ]