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What, you wouldn't if you hurt people?

[It's a genuine, and also mildly concerned question, before he blinks stupidly.]

Wait, stupid question. You're a bloody supersoldier.

Edited 2022-01-24 05:28 (UTC)

Exactly. I wouldn't do it on purpose. Unless it was a few people. But it'd be hard to feel bad about it, most of the time.

...do me a favour and stay away from Daniel and Elias.

[Not that he doesn't trust you, Rawne, but he doesn't want to be on record as encouraging their deaths.

When they reach the common room he's more than happy to flop heavily onto the couch, even if the act gets a pained grunt and a full-body cringe out of him.]

[Rawne flops next to him, stretching.]

I...[Well, he can't say he hadn't intended to pay them both a visit. Not that he'd kill them. He doesn't want to be demoted.] I'll stay away. I assume they're getting some shit coming to them, anyway.

[Tim makes a face at him, but it's good-natured. Apparently he knows Rawne just well enough.

...but the thought has a bitter edge to it, and his half-smile falls, and instead he grabs a cushion that their heavy flops has thrown onto the floor, and plops it in his own lap.]

Yeah. I... I don't think either of them are gonna be getting out of the aftermath of this unscathed.

They fething well shouldn't.

[His words have a bit of a bitter edge to them, as well. Elias he expected, but Jacobi? He'd liked him. He still likes him, but he's stung by the idea that he'd screw around like this.]

I got stuck in one of the worst battlefields I've ever seen. And I forgot there was anything but that.

...mine was an evil circus. Everything was nothing and none of it was real, it... [He lifts a hand to rub his face.] It made it so you couldn't even recognise that you were a person, or anything else around you. Like... you know that fear you feel when you see a shadow in the dark, and you're not sure if it's your teammate or a monster? Everything was that. Even yourself.

[He slumps against Rawne, resting his head on his shoulder again.]

I got Jacobi to blow it up for me. Killed me.

[Rawne gladly slides an arm around his shoulders, holding him close.]

At least he did that for you.

[He knows that fear. He spent months on a planet where you didn't dare look too hard at things in the dark, because they could be an ally or an enemy or something that could just instantly kill you. At least on Aexe Cardinale you could see your enemy. Most of the time.]

He's taking care of me. And Martin. While Jon's gone.

[There's fondness in his tone. Jacobi is his best friend and he appreciates that more than ever right now.]

He's a good person. Just needs to work on some shit.

Good. I do like him, I just... I don't understand why he helped Elias with this.

What?

[Tim pushes himself up fast enough that the world spins, and he has to hold a finger up in pause as he shuts his eyes. When he talks he sound faintly nauseous.]

Daniel Jacobi, my inmate, did nothing to help Elias, and was actually helping to try and kill him during all that. Daniel of Mayfair, Jon's inmate, was the bastard that helped Elias.

Oh.

[He's vaguely aware that the other Daniel exists, but he hasn't talked to him much.]

Well, shit. Why are there two of them?

[He has no response to that, for a few seconds, and he just stares at Rawne for a few seconds.]

...sometimes people have the same name, Rawne. It happens.

[And he flops back against the couch with a heavy sigh.]

I know that.

[He scowls.]

Still don't know why Daniel whatshisface decided to do that, but at least I know I'm not totally wrong about Jacobi.

Because he's a coward.

[The comment is sullen, angry - and almost kind of hurt.]

He thought being on Elias's side was right because he was charming. Because he trusted him even knowing exactly how dangerous he was.

That's stupid. Charming people are bastards a lot of the time.

[Practically all of it, in Rawne's experience.]

[It's easier to move on and laugh quietly at Rawne's comment, than linger on thoughts of Daniel.]

Should I be offended?

[Rawne shrugs.]

It's not like I don't like bastards.

Or maybe you're an exception.

Maybe I'm just less of a bastard than I used to be.

[He's pretty sure that's definitely true. It's been easier being himself with all the old stressors blown up.

He has to resettle his shoulders again, the contact making his skin itch, but eventually he settles again with a quiet sigh.]

Definitely more tired, now.

You can sleep, if you want.

[Rawne isn't sleepy, but he doesn't mind holding Tim and keeping watch.]

You should as well, if you haven't been.

[He pats the pillow in his lap, an obvious invitation.]

It'll be more comfortable for us both with this, I'm still all sensitive from being torched.

Sleep's been difficult.

[But he lies down and puts his head on the pillow.]

You know. Nightmares.

Yeah. I feel that.

[His hand doesn't stray far from the pillow; as soon as Rawne's gotten himself comfortable, in fact, his hand nestles in Rawne's hair and starts gently stroking his scalp.]

They were getting better, and then...

[Then everything happened. But the feeling of Tim's fingers on his scalp is helping to relax him.]

[Tim's reply is a soft hum, falling into an easy rhythm as he trails his fingers over Rawne.]

I'll be having circus nightmares again now, no doubt. Didn't miss those.

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