Date: 2019-08-20 02:12 am (UTC)
candor1: (candid . somber . to GE)
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The painkillers made his head a little foggy, normally why he disliked them. Right now, it felt all right. Maybe because he felt unaccountably (ludicrously, not earned) safe with her here.

"Will you stay for a while?" he heard himself ask. (Him, a soldier since six, on his own since earlier, eternally solitary? He was actually asking this? Of her?) "Talk to me— 'til I fall asleep?"

He belatedly thought, he could take the opportunity to ask her relevant questions and see how many she'd answer; gather some intel, at least, about this facility. And not examine too closely how this thought of serving the mission felt less like the ulterior motive and more like the excuse just to keep talking to her.
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