HELL OF A RIDE joining

[LAERTES]

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That was easy. Yes, very easy. Almost too easy, the voice in the back of his head said. Nevertheless the lion-hearted followed, every step taking him further away from his past. He wondered if soon he'd forget the faces of his family. If he'd regret leaving. If their faces would ever not be superimposed upon that of this medic. It hurt to think of, but Laertes had hope that their place in his heart would be filled. Though, the rather blunt words of Plexus made him second guess himself. All the same, he would try.

"Thank you, Plexus. I won't soon forget today" memories seeped into his voice, kind and likely far too much for the stranger. Then again, Plexus was no longer a stranger. He was kin.