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Michael pushed forcefully off the wall outside the infirmary, making his way down the hallway back to his room. Hearing the news hadn't cheered him up in the slightest. In fact, while he was-- was grateful (something that he would never admit to) that he was not getting implanted with that goddamn 'control measure', he was even more pissed off than when he arrived on the Ptolemaios.

It was just like Tieria to fuck around with him like that. To just... issue an ultimatum like that and then expect some sort of gratitude for then turning around and saying 'I changed my mind'. If Tieria wanted him to work with - for his mind whispered - him, then he was going about it the wrong way. Michael felt like a puppet being jerked around on its strings, and it didn't sit well with him. Not at all.

He caught hold of the doorframe, bringing himself to a halt, keyed in the code, and floated inside. Hopefully he could work out most of his anger in there; he was pretty sure that punching out Tieria was against the rules, after all.

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[trinities]

Nena, one of those people who always sleeps better if there's someone she can use as a human pillow, was already drowsy; "I'm gonna stay here," she declared, closing her eyes and leaving no room for argument.

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Michael laughed, but it was half-hearted at best, already drifting off in the presence of his sister. "I wouldn't have let you leave anyway." he said, letting his eyes fall shut.

"I missed you, sis." he mumbled, even quieter. He really did hate talking about his feelings, but it was the least he could do.

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"Missed you too," she said drowsily, easily dropping off to sleep.