[...Huh. Maybe the kid really isn’t getting enough air. The things he’s saying certainly sound delusional enough to be the result of an oxygen-starved brain.
Finally, he stands and steps away from the boy, returning to his original position in the transport.]
Keep breathing, [he orders, dismissive.] You’ll think more clearly.
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Finally, he stands and steps away from the boy, returning to his original position in the transport.]
Keep breathing, [he orders, dismissive.] You’ll think more clearly.