[It was a joke. It was meant to be a joke, but fuck was it tasteless. He sat down beside her, looking at his hands, his brow furrowed a little. Armor had been traded for civvies, jeans and a t-shirt. Sometimes, he still wore it on a particularly bad day when they were alone, or when they were going around the others.
Fuck letting them see how much he missed his friends.]
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[It was a joke. It was meant to be a joke, but fuck was it tasteless. He sat down beside her, looking at his hands, his brow furrowed a little. Armor had been traded for civvies, jeans and a t-shirt. Sometimes, he still wore it on a particularly bad day when they were alone, or when they were going around the others.
Fuck letting them see how much he missed his friends.]
Too soon?