Inbox: Pumpkin Hollow

[lovinglefthand]

An In-Character inbox for First Aid, chief clinician and surgeon at the Winterbottom clinic.

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[theresalwaystheview]

Bart's hand curls against First Aid's forearm, his shoulder against the other's side. "He'd never been truly vulnerable before. He tried to maintain this absolute death grip on control in spite of his rank meaning nothing at all and his orders making no sense. He was terrified, and bad at not showing it. I...I don't know if he ever really loved me, but it was hard, watching him spiral out. I want to hope that he didn't suffer when the leviathan attacked. Drowning is such a terrible way to die..."

[lovinglefthand]

First Aid gently strokes his back. "You feel that way because you're a better person than he was," he points out. "You cared, whether or not he did. That's a noble thing, Bart."

He sighs quietly. "I wish it hadn't happened that way, but I'm glad you got away from him. You deserve so much better."

[theresalwaystheview]

Bart laughs quietly, hollowly. "That may be so, but it feels bloody terrible."

The gentle gust of warmth from the sighed exhaust at least earns a small tilt of a smile. "I'm making better for myself here than I think I would have been able to back there. I would have made a lot of money, and almost certainly been deeply unhappy. I'm not a corporate sort of person."