[ Nightmares are just something you learn to live with; a gift from your time being a Jaeger pilot, like the circuitry scars. Piloting is, secondary to killing monsters, like a test on how much trauma the human mind can carry, to see if the total of Chuck's history and final moments in the Conn-Pod will let monsters claw through the fissure in his brain. Raleigh’s still in the process of beating back his, it’s true, but sometimes – Chuck needs it to be all about him.
Like now. Raleigh gets it, so he only sits up, blankets falling away from their bodies to heap over their legs, the floor. The last thing in the world Chuck probably needs right now is someone babying him, but he doesn’t want to leave Chuck alone like this, either.
No, that would be a bad idea. Raleigh scrubs a hand over his face and starts getting up from the couch. ] I’m gonna get us some water. You should drink something.
[ It helps keep the bile down, wash away the taste on his tongue, if anything else. ]
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Like now. Raleigh gets it, so he only sits up, blankets falling away from their bodies to heap over their legs, the floor. The last thing in the world Chuck probably needs right now is someone babying him, but he doesn’t want to leave Chuck alone like this, either.
No, that would be a bad idea. Raleigh scrubs a hand over his face and starts getting up from the couch. ] I’m gonna get us some water. You should drink something.
[ It helps keep the bile down, wash away the taste on his tongue, if anything else. ]