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[Katurian sounds tired and frail. His voice carries its usual tremor.]

As a human being-- like all human beings, I make a tremendous amount of mistakes. A tremendous amount. I'm not a role model. That isn't-- That isn't something I could say.

[Vocalizing those words nearly kicks his breath away. Pause. Then, feverishly:]

I wanted to apologize for the state I found myself in this last week, a state in which-- in which many of you saw me, and I wanted to let everyone know that it was my fault. I thank you for your concern, I really do, but the most important thing for any of you to know is that it was my fault. And I don't want pity, that's never something I want, even if it seems like a very easy thing to give, even if it seems like I deserve it, because I don't deserve pity and I don't want it either. That doesn't mean I deserve to be treated like shit, g-granted, I don't want to see anyone using that as a fucking excuse, but I-- I'm--

[He catches himself. Breathes.]

But I'm all right.

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I'm always pushed too hard.

[Pause. Trembling.]

That's what makes it so beautiful.

How is that?

It's difficult to explain. But I'm all right.

You shouldn't worry about me so much.

Easier said.

And my ears are open if you want to give it a shot.

No. [Pause.] No, I'd-- I'd rather not.

Have you been well? This second time around.

A few interesting cases, as always.

[He lets the words linger a moment, considering something.] What are you afraid of, Katurian?

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