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❝ please stop, you’re scaring me. ❞
Lynx stepped back, eyes wide and hands up in surrender almost immediately. He was mad, yes, but he never intended to scare her. She tried to put him on bed rest, and he had almost lost it. He needed to go back out— he hadn’t found the right part. But now, that was all lost to his mind, instantly a crackling sound flew, “ I’m sorry… “
❛ Consider this a life lesson; people disappoint. ❜
“Even if you don’t like me, you’re still not a disappointment. It’s frustrating… you’re frustrating, but definitely not disappointing, Doton.” Cassian tried to give the girl a smile, but it came as a weak peak of his lips. “You’re an amazing doctor, and you’ll be as good as your parents were in their profession. I have no doubt about that.”
“you know me! and the fact that you still think i’d do that hurts the most.”
Did you drug me ?
The words fell from his lips with determination, though coarse and rough, but he had thought it over a million times in his head. He had been out for hours after a bad cut, but he usually passed out for half an hour and was back on his feet. He had to clear out all the options.
Lynx stared her down, a bit of desperation in his gaze. He didn’t want to accuse her, but he wouldn’t entirely put it past her— he knew Dot cared for his health. He didn’t know what extremes she’d take to ensure he stayed healthy, or from going out and getting himself killed.
He doesn’t respond, just takes a quick, deep breath and swiping at his lifey to know the time just once more.
“hang on, i’ve got you.”
Exhaustion was certainly deadly, Lynx had first hand experience with every aspect of it, and this time, he hadn’t been as cautious as he thought. He stretched it, kicked three days down without sleep, maybe an hour nap thrown into it all, but he had stayed on his feet for most of it. Dot knew what was wrong, she’d seen it with him a few times over the years. He knew she’d help him, no words needed, so he sent a soft smile her way as he limped into her office. Thank you, it whispered.
