[ Calmly Nathan settled back, watching his brother take the soup and pull it close. It was space soup, therefore he wasn’t even sure what was in it, but it had been dry and made up with water, and he was sure it was chicken. Okay mostly sure. It could have been that like the alcohol, such things as powdered soups were more like ‘tastes like chicken’ than actual chicken. Just like none of the scotch he’d found to drink was actually yellow.
He pondered his brother’s request. ]
I know if you were ready to go you wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer, Pete, so no, I’m not even gonna give it a try. When you’re ready you’ll just walk outta here, and even Dr. Grouchypants won’t be able to stop you. Besides, I need you here for moral support when they jab me with that needle later.
[ More or less Nathan admitting that he was still sick. There was an excess of the cure now, but Nathan was preoccupied with making sure his brother was getting better before he even contemplated taking it—of course he’d written the whole thing off at first as making sure that people who were sicker than he was were being treated first, but now he didn’t really have that excuse any more. ]
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He pondered his brother’s request. ]
I know if you were ready to go you wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer, Pete, so no, I’m not even gonna give it a try. When you’re ready you’ll just walk outta here, and even Dr. Grouchypants won’t be able to stop you. Besides, I need you here for moral support when they jab me with that needle later.
[ More or less Nathan admitting that he was still sick. There was an excess of the cure now, but Nathan was preoccupied with making sure his brother was getting better before he even contemplated taking it—of course he’d written the whole thing off at first as making sure that people who were sicker than he was were being treated first, but now he didn’t really have that excuse any more. ]
How is it?