[The smell of Abel is comforting and familiar, and he buries his face fiercely into his brother's chest to inhale it deeply. He's still scared, so scared of a lot of things, but this is helping.]
...What if they... take me again?
[It had been so much worse than anything the scientists back home had done, they had never messed with his brain to make him a shrieking wreck of himself.]
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...What if they... take me again?
[It had been so much worse than anything the scientists back home had done, they had never messed with his brain to make him a shrieking wreck of himself.]