#agent-honolulu

[freelancer-augusta]

"I never really loved you."

Augusta rested her hand on Lulu's hand. The gentle touch meant to be soothing but she doubted it worked for either woman. It certainly wasn't working for her.

Instead of waiting for something more to be said, she stood up to leave, but not before leaning down and brushing her lips against Lulu's forehead. They had caused enough pain here, done enough. It wasn't a time to be angry or say something bitter or violent. It was the kind of pain that burned white hot. A silent story.

"I never meant to hurt you."

[agentnashville]

"I’m pregnant with your baby."

"Oh, sweetheart. Trust me." Nash laughed, grinning at her. "I definitely would have remembered that. No offense, but you're lacking a few parts that are dealbreakers for me."

[callmeorion]

"I never really loved you."

Orion paused, gaze turning over to Honolulu. He had assumed that he'd finally gotten to the point where humans would no longer disappoint him. Where their words could not bring any amount of pain.

If you relied on a human's responses, you would always be weak.

And yet Honolulu's words seemed to slice through him. He had expected a betrayal from most of the humans on board this ship. But from her?

Perhaps that was his malfunction. To believe her. To believe anyone.

"Why do you think I would care?"

He did not.

Orion had figured out why the Director had given them emotions. It was to keep them weak. To tether them to this place, these people.

Orion would not be chained and collared. He would cut himself free of all of them.

This was where he would start.

[tara-taurus]

"I love you."

[tara-taurus]

"I'm dying."

Oh thank god.

"I'll call the medic, don't worry. Someone is on the way."

She never did, they never came.

[callmeorion]

"I'm proud of you."

There were many things that Orion had heard in his life thus far. He had experienced the disappointment of others, the fear and the anger and the hatred. 

But no one had ever expressed pride in anything Orion had done. None of his contributions had been recognized as something worthwhile. Even during the attack, there had been no acknowledgement that anything he had done had been something of merit.

Helena seemed to not feel that for him. Orion had assumed he had not yet achieved anything worthy of the emotion.

And yet here was Honolulu. Offering him that assessment.

Orion looked down and then back at her, feeling... awkward. It was a new sensation for him, that awkwardness. 

"I do not know how one replies to that. I have never caused...pride."