"Genny, if'n ye're already needin' t'get bloody fixed up 'n take pills, means ye're goin' too fuckin' fast. When ya do it right ye don't need no fixin', less'n y'do somethin' big."
"It ain't that bad no more, Syl! Aw, heck, don't be mad! Please? Honest, I'm gonna be okay! I was just, you know, workin' on somethin' big and had to do a lot to get it right." And I did get it right! And I saw stars...
Tez steps back towards the bed and I go with him, still curled up safe in his arm, goin' where he goes.
"You're doing good, kid, real good."
"Thanks," I say real soft, feelin' warm when he says it.
"Just need to take it slow. I need you, Genny, now more than ever - you can't go burning yourself up."
"Yeah. I'm gonna go slower. I promised Zann, too. And the doc." I put my head down on Tez's shoulder, can almost hear his heartbeat when I do. His heart, his blood. His...need? He needs me? I guess so. "I ain't gonna burn out," I say, quieter now. "I ain't gonna go 'way when you need me." I put my arm 'round him, and I don't care that the cut on it still hurts when I squeeze. The blood's for him. "Promise."
"We were going to ask you something, ask for your help."
"'Course!" I say, even 'fore he's done askin'. "'Course I'll help you! What do you need me to do?"
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Date: 2009-02-13 11:07 pm (UTC)"It ain't that bad no more, Syl! Aw, heck, don't be mad! Please? Honest, I'm gonna be okay! I was just, you know, workin' on somethin' big and had to do a lot to get it right." And I did get it right! And I saw stars...
Tez steps back towards the bed and I go with him, still curled up safe in his arm, goin' where he goes.
"You're doing good, kid, real good."
"Thanks," I say real soft, feelin' warm when he says it.
"Just need to take it slow. I need you, Genny, now more than ever - you can't go burning yourself up."
"Yeah. I'm gonna go slower. I promised Zann, too. And the doc." I put my head down on Tez's shoulder, can almost hear his heartbeat when I do. His heart, his blood. His...need? He needs me? I guess so. "I ain't gonna burn out," I say, quieter now. "I ain't gonna go 'way when you need me." I put my arm 'round him, and I don't care that the cut on it still hurts when I squeeze. The blood's for him. "Promise."
"We were going to ask you something, ask for your help."
"'Course!" I say, even 'fore he's done askin'. "'Course I'll help you! What do you need me to do?"