[ An absent correction. Gabe takes the knife back, thankful at least that his tech’s behaving and he doesn’t have to grope around for the weapon. Whether the stranger’s sharp enough to notice that Gabe’s eyes don’t track, he has no way of knowing. Regardless, he powers through.
He hears the door click open.
Freedom. Yay. Gabe wipes the blade off on his arm and then tucks it away. His arm stings. It hurt in the taking but he’s had worse. ]
There’s a medical station out there. Should clean up your back before you try putting your shirt back on.
[ So far, none of his wounds have gotten infected - even the ones that really should have, logically - but Gabe figures the moment they start relying on that is the moment Hell will change the game. ]
no subject
[ An absent correction. Gabe takes the knife back, thankful at least that his tech’s behaving and he doesn’t have to grope around for the weapon. Whether the stranger’s sharp enough to notice that Gabe’s eyes don’t track, he has no way of knowing. Regardless, he powers through.
He hears the door click open.
Freedom. Yay. Gabe wipes the blade off on his arm and then tucks it away. His arm stings. It hurt in the taking but he’s had worse. ]
There’s a medical station out there. Should clean up your back before you try putting your shirt back on.
[ So far, none of his wounds have gotten infected - even the ones that really should have, logically - but Gabe figures the moment they start relying on that is the moment Hell will change the game. ]
What’s your name?