Oh yes, my gifts. My first patient was a frog, I cured him of jumping. Now I can cure people from breathing. In my own small way, I did the same with the clamp. For understanding sickness.
Death is a terrible thing.
I need colour and light, not darkness and death. I've seen quite enough of dark things. I want bright things, decorative things. I am after all a creature of the new age. Well, perhaps when we have made fire of the cart, eaten the horse, wiped our asses with the book, you become acquainted with what you have caught.