[She's not the only one out of uniform: Saul's in a plan black tee and jeans. His arms still hurt a bit, so his usual long-sleeved dress shirts won't do. And yeah, he knows he could go to Ashraf for some help with healing, but...
Trust issues. Even if it wasn't Ashraf's fault and it wasn't really Ashraf shoving Saul into the UE's hands, he can't forget the look on his supposed friend's face.
He rises to his feet as soon as Steph arrives, plucking Mike from his shirt and placing her on the couch. Some hesitation follows. "Hey"? That's all?]
I got your message. I hope — [You're not blaming yourself for this. But no; of course she is. He knows that already.]
I'm sorry I didn't realize what was happening when Ashraf tried to get me away from the party. But I'm okay, Steph. Everything was fine.
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Trust issues. Even if it wasn't Ashraf's fault and it wasn't really Ashraf shoving Saul into the UE's hands, he can't forget the look on his supposed friend's face.
He rises to his feet as soon as Steph arrives, plucking Mike from his shirt and placing her on the couch. Some hesitation follows. "Hey"? That's all?]
I got your message. I hope — [You're not blaming yourself for this. But no; of course she is. He knows that already.]
I'm sorry I didn't realize what was happening when Ashraf tried to get me away from the party. But I'm okay, Steph. Everything was fine.