Anger and despair slice through him when he hears the words she had it. He doesn't know much about this girl, but that's not what matters. Not that she was here, not that she was sick, not even that she exposed Edgar--poor kid probably just needed help and of course Edgar gave it to her.
Brave, selfless, heroic little shit--John loves him, and he's afraid for him.
Edgar was exposed, and John is already praying.
God, Serranai...no. Not him, please. I love you both, but tell your sister, Serranai: she better not fucking dare. Not this kid.
"Out behind the barn. Think I got a spare tent." John manages to get out. "If you go out a few feet past the treeline behind the house, should be far enough for quarantine. I can bring you stuff that way..."
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Anger and despair slice through him when he hears the words she had it. He doesn't know much about this girl, but that's not what matters. Not that she was here, not that she was sick, not even that she exposed Edgar--poor kid probably just needed help and of course Edgar gave it to her.
Brave, selfless, heroic little shit--John loves him, and he's afraid for him.
Edgar was exposed, and John is already praying.
God, Serranai...no. Not him, please. I love you both, but tell your sister, Serranai: she better not fucking dare. Not this kid.
"Out behind the barn. Think I got a spare tent." John manages to get out. "If you go out a few feet past the treeline behind the house, should be far enough for quarantine. I can bring you stuff that way..."
He swallows hard.
"You're gonna be okay, Ed. I'll make sure of it."