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"Resources," Aerion whispered mockingly. "The lunk thinks I need resources."
"I'm just saying-"
"Do you know who sits on the board of the University Hospital?" he snapped, his voice rising, sharp as a whip crack. "My uncle Aerys. Do you know who funded the psychiatric wing? My father. Do you know who my primary care physician is? The former Surgeon General of Westeros."
He unbuckled his seatbelt with a violent click, turning to face Dunk, his eyes wild.
"You think I haven't tried?!"
(In which Dunk meets a rich boy who is struggling with an eating disorder.)