Date: 2024-08-27 07:58 pm (UTC)
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Gunmax caught Deckerd's hand, pressing the back of it to his mouth. He might have sobbed, but it was trapped behind his teeth and swallowed down so he didn't distress Deckerd further. "Hey, patokaa. Hey there." He squeezed his hand and kissed Deckerd's knuckles gently. "Yeah I bet you need more time. You gave me quite the scare there."

He flicked his gaze up to Six as Six wound up the cables. "Well?"

"Scans are coming back as clean as they could be. He needs rest, and probably some therapy. He'll be confused for a bit, probably a bit slower than normal. His systems are going to be rebooting for a while," Six said softly. He slipped the chip back into his pocket and tucked the tablets back into his bag. "He's going to be okay, Gunmax."

Gunmax bent over Deckerd and pressed his mouth against Deckerd's knuckles again, whispering a thankful prayer to a God he wasn't sure he totally believed in. "Let's... Let's go get you to a berth, yeah, Deckerd? That way you can rest."

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