"You literally were living my dreams," Ravi says, his face painted thick with jealousy, sighing with the desperation of a man who wants to join their ranks and be known for something. "Why not just change your name, though? Or pretend you're just a very clever woman with an unending line of very similar looking daughters?" he points out.

"It's my dream to be known in history for curing something once thought uncurable," he says, pouring himself a little more wine to drown his woes at not getting to rub elbows with his heroes.