[Let him tell you about the day his family thought they were coming for him and waited with guns and baseball bats for the vigilantes. Only to watch them execute an old woman in the streets, in his place. It's not a life he enjoys, but it was getting better at home.
Now he's back somewhere he belongs to the enemy. If he could taste, there would be a bad one in his mouth right about now.
He shrinks back a little as Thomas comes over, but gradually unfists his hands from his sweater, watching him carefully strip back the post-its.]
The medicine, though... I found it in the med bay here. Maybe they were working on it, too.
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[Let him tell you about the day his family thought they were coming for him and waited with guns and baseball bats for the vigilantes. Only to watch them execute an old woman in the streets, in his place. It's not a life he enjoys, but it was getting better at home.
Now he's back somewhere he belongs to the enemy. If he could taste, there would be a bad one in his mouth right about now.
He shrinks back a little as Thomas comes over, but gradually unfists his hands from his sweater, watching him carefully strip back the post-its.]
The medicine, though... I found it in the med bay here. Maybe they were working on it, too.