Chapter 7

(Dylan)

'I should have been more rational...more judicial with my assignment of tasks. Why on earth would I allow one woman wonder the halls alone?'

"Dylan? Dylan, listen to me. We need to go to health bay. This is an emergency."

'Look at her head. There's a cut there and a swelling. I could have prevented that. If I had done the hall patrol shift myself or gotten Maverick to handle it...'

"Dylan!"

I shook my head and brought myself into the present bubble.

"We need to close this opening." Her hands shiver as they near my face. I let her touch me and her way soft touch brings some weird calm to me. She withdraws and shows me her hand coated in viscous crimson metallic smelling liquid.

"Lead the way." I croak.

“Can you walk?” she asks me unnecessarily.

Both of us are currently walking here.

She relaxes her shoulders when I nod, but flinches as I do as well, whe