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Even if he was currently devoid of life, he still was a part of Life, for the time being, and after turning errand boy for a surly Death lead, he figured he might as well see if he could be useful elsewhere, or at the very least find some betters (see: any) answers about his condition.

The problem with being on another plane was that the simple task of knocking became a conundrum, and he stared at the door to the Doctor’s office, perplexed. Admittedly he knew less about his division lead than he should have, through no fault of anyone’s other than his own. But what little he did know proved him at least somewhat more stable than Caelius, chest-bursting activities aside. At least he hadn’t tried to kill Shiloh, yet.

Still, he didn’t think phasing through the door unannounced was a good idea. He had no desire to be dead dead. Maybe he could try knocking anyway. After all, he’d felt a little less depleted of energy lately, a little more solid and if his fingers did go through, well, it wasn’t as rude as his entire body barging through, right?

Concentrating as hard as he could, he lifted his hand, and to his surprised, rapped it against the door.

Shiloh walked in, since the door was open.

“Doctor, uh, sir, hello. I was wondering if I might be able to ask you some questions about my condition?”

“Ah, no, not really the betting type,” he said, giving the top of the doctor’s head a sheepish smile. “My luck isn’t very good.”