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Bitter Farewells

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"I literally just told you that you don't need to pay anything," Asche sighed, reaching to massage the bridge of her nose briefly, "just call it even for the cut," she said as she stood to leave the room, "ring the bell if you need anything, one of the nurses will check in," she nodded toward the little device on the bedside table. 

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Even as she said it again Damian tried to figure out how to get dressed. It would more be the fact that he couldn't find something to wear that would relax him back into a  sleeping state for another few days. He wasn't trying to offend Asche but being a burden was a lot more than just a few pills and some stitches. For Oberon, to him, that meant months of work that he wasn't sure they could afford.

Nothing was free so to have care just given to him was a foreign thing.

When he passed out again his thoughts trespassed into the scenarios that he could have done that better and all of them ended up with the girl he liked leaving. As he started to come to his senses again he started to considered seeing if gay was a better option for him.

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In the end, Asche had ensured Damian would stick around by telling the medical staff not to provide any set of clothing - he'd have to walk out in his boots and skivvies. Since he'd already confessed to having lost almost all of his bullets during the attack, she figured it would keep him in place. He was a stubborn bastard, but not a stupid one. At least, that was the impression she had. 

It would be a few days later, when she'd been told he was appropriately on the mend, that Asche came to visit again. This time she was carrying a small bundle that contained clothing, a small amount of food, and a few cartridges of standard metro-made ammunition for his rifle, "Well, they say your fit enough to travel again," she announced as she came in, "personally I think your leg could use a few more days taking it easy, but I'm pretty confident I can get you safely back to Oberon anyway." 

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Damian looked to Asche as she came in and announced he could go home. “You don’t have to escort me home,” he said to her although a few more days for his leg didn’t sound like a bad idea if he were honest but he didn’t want to seem weak so he got up to accept the clothes from  Asche and start getting dressed despite wincing as he did so.

It wasn’t like the trek from Polis to Oberon was an unfamiliar one. 

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It took him a few minutes, primarily because it hurt and so he had to take a few breaths after he’d pulled his shirt and pants on. As he came out he looked over to her. “Do you know where my stuff from my trousers are? Had a few things in it that I’d like to have back if I could,” he advised her.

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Damian walked over to the bag and rifled through it to collect everything and put it back into his new pockets save for the book. The edges had soaked in his blood and made them stick together a little. "I had brought this to give to you before I left," he said as he tried to get the pages to separate. After a few frustrating moments he shoved it into his pocket and figured it was ruined but he'd try to fix it at home.

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"Oh," Asche murmured as she looked down at the little book, "I remember this. I used to have a copy," she smiled softly as she took it, sliding her finger in to open it and gently prying apart the blood-stuck edges, "my dad gave it to me when I was little. Right before he died, actually," she huffed softly, giving a sad smile as she unstuck another page, "I lost it when the station was over run." 

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"It's yours if you don't mind it being covered in blood," he said as he reached up to rub his forehead feeling a little uncomfortable with the revelation she just provided into her history. He still liked her but she had made it damn obvious she didn't like him and so he wasn't sure what he should do to not fuck up with talking to her again. "That's the book Aunt Vi taught me how to read Russian with," he said.

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