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[ Will has been fiddling around with the settings on his phone, hoping that he's managed to make it anonymous. It doesn't say it's from his device so hopefully, it doesn't show that it's from his device to those reading. ]

Are there any medics available to do house calls? I know where the clinic is, it's just getting there that might be a problem.

[ He's not been doing so well lately, the fits and seizures have been more violent, as well as the huge amounts of time he can't recall... Not to mention the only doctor that's seen him so far seems to have vanished. Will doesn't trust easily so it's hard for him to admit he might need help.

An after thought pops into his head. Seeing as how his apartment is full of fennec fox and nugs he saved when all those demons apeared... ]

Also, out of curiousity. Do we have any vets here?

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...I'm glad.

[ For all those things. He stands from the couch and tucks the rest of his supplies back in his bag, lifting it to his shoulder. ]

I'll see you tomorrow, then, Will. It's good to have met you.

[ He lets himself out quietly, hoping the man gets some rest. ]