Fine. Then I'll provide the narration.
In case you haven't figured it out, I'm not some average proxy. Not some mentally dominated twat under the big man's thumb who likes to, as you say, tackle fucking everything. No no. I've got free will to spare, and I dOn't NEed To talk lIke this Most of thE time. (One time means nothing.) Truth be told, the only reason I did what I have up to this point was to get you people to pay attention and work out your grey matter, because it needs to be in shape if you want to survive.
Cairo's made you all weak. He's handing you the answers. Enabling people to TLDR; their way out of training themselves. Let's say you're victimized next. Who's better prepared to survive... someone who read Dreams in Darkness and Seeking Truth and riddled everything out for themselves or someone who just skimmed through the Compilations? That's not his only crime, but it certainly counts for something.
As for the Doctor himself, I'm surprised so few of you have taken noticed of his absence. I assure you, I've done nothing to him, aside from steal the password out of a notebook of his. I've lost track of his whereabouts myself. Then again, I don't pretend to understand the big man and why he does things. I'm looking into the situation. Another guy disappeared at the same time, I think I'll start there.
Either way, I'll pull back the curtain soon enough. Doctor, if/when you come back, feel free to delete this post. It'll only help dig your own grave.
And for the sake of clarity, I'm not Cairo's benefactor. I'm yours.