“It’s not… It’s n-not fine.” There’s still that fire in his eyes, like he could shoot a laser out of them and turn a cartoony villain into a pile of ash. But life didn’t work that way, and Nao’s words were wise beyond her years. Most people are cruel, and in the vast depths of space, it was easy to feel alone. There was often nobody on your side.
“My friend M-Matt, the one who can help you, he’s r-really strong and got a powerful f-friend. If I ever see one of th-the assh- uh, jerks who hurt you, I’m going to send him after th-them!” Even though he’s dead serious, the thought of Matt always puts a soft, lovestruck look on his face. His cheeks color and he lets himself drop to lay face-down on the bed again. It was too dark to see him blush, probably, but better safe than sorry.
“And anyway,” he adds, muffled somewhat by the pillow, “Helping others isn’t a waste of t-time. It never is.”
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