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"Don't say that," Sasha groused, slipping his glasses from his face so that she could set them aside on the table next to the bed. "Don't ever say that."

She was quiet for a long time, thoughtful. Sasha knew that Jerry needed to sleep, and she could only hope that he remained sleeping while she snuck out in order to find Rep. The tumultuous emotions that roiled deep in her stomach demanded some sort of release; perhaps a visit to the training grounds would be in order before she sought out Rep.

Sighing softly, Sasha started to hum a slow song, the volume of her voice never lifting beyond a gentle, lilting whisper.

Only when she was absolutely certain that Jerry was finally asleep, his breathing measured and slow, did Sasha untangle herself from his side. He looked exhausted. He looked... tortured. Clenching her jaw, Sasha watched him for a long, long time before she leaned down to press a kiss to his forehead. If he woke and she was gone, Sasha knew he'd find himself panicking.

She left a note beneath his glasses.



With a soft sigh, Sasha left the room. Her stomach was clenching and she felt like she needed to vomit. Bathrooms first, then the training grounds. She kept the light on when she left, the door softly clicking shut behind her.