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[ For the briefest moment, an exhausted looking Martin sports a wide, red-and-black gash on his cheek. It's just your imagination, howeverβin seconds, a shimmering yellow-tinged light washes over his face, closing the wound until only dried blood is left. ] I'm sorry I haven't properly welcomed those of you who have just arrived. My name is Martin Septim, and together with Doctor John Watson, I run the transport clinic. Please, if you must travel around and outside the Hold, be careful. The natives are not happy with us, we're running out of medical supplies, and I don't have any magicka potions.
Thank you for your time. [ In a hurry, Martin cuts off the feed. ]
Thank you for your time. [ In a hurry, Martin cuts off the feed. ]

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Life is never easy.
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Sometimes, I like to think it will be one day. It'd be nice to not have to worry about what tomorrow will bring.
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Not worrying...that's a thought.
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[She smiles.]
It seems almost too good to be true. It's been a long time since I've had one of those days.
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Don't think I can recall a time when I wasn't worrying. [ Wait, he can, but that went badly, quickly. ]
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[She gets quiet.]
There was a time when I wasn't worrying, when I thought I was helping out my country. And I've been paying for that brief moment of contentment ever since.
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[ Martin doesn't know what to say to that, too tired for his bonus to speechcraft to kick in properly. ] I'm sorry.
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I've learned to deal with it. At least now I'm in control of my own actions.