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[sitting curled up against a wall, is a Luke. He's still wearing his bloodied up clothes which have probably dried by now and just awaiting for the end to come so that the pain and his massive cravings for fonons would go away.]

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*stops trying take his hand back and nods.* Yes! That's right. Do you remember what kind of toy Cookie was?

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Yeah, Cookie was a stuffed bunny. *allows himself to be drawn nearer, smiling softly.* ...that's me. The nickname you chose.

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*uses his fingers to brush his hair.* I won't hurt you. I think you know that.

...you need to heal yourself.

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*settles down to let him take what he needs.*

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Why what?

I wasn't afraid. I understood what is was you needed and why. ...not everyone is capable of viewing things the same way as others. If they could, people wouldn't be hurt so much.

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*gently returns the gesture.* It's okay to hate them. But you can't lash out against those that aren't at fault. Not everyone is as bad as them.

No.. not everyone. The Luke you knew wasn't. Cecil wasn't. You were trapped in a horrible place where only the worst kind of people would work. It's no wonder you didn't get to meet many decent ones.

*notices the wings appearing and loosens his hold.* ....I'll keep you safe from them. I won't let anyone hurt you.

*quirks an eyebrow at the grin.* Then I'll have to work hard.

...I think you've had enough for now.

...Right, right.