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Time: a couple of days after CbC
Spoilers: CbC
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit, I’m keeping my day job.
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“Whachya doin’?”
Scorpius rolled to a sitting position and stared at Chiana. She was standing on the other side of his door, elbows akimbo, and her head cocked to one side. Her expression was curious.
“What do you want, Chiana?” Scorpius asked.
“Nothin’. I just thought you might want to join us for dinner.” Chiana said. She started to turn away, but stopped and turned back to add, “Uh, that is if you can stand Wrinkles’ cooking.” She continued to stand by the door.
Scorpius could see Chiana was wrestling with something, but would not say. He would have to draw her out. “Thank you Chiana, I believe I will partake. Is there something else you want to say... away from the others?” He asked and stood besides the door.
Chiana did not move when Scorpius approached the door. She said, “Yeah, I... uh, thank you. You... you didn’t haveta... didn’t... “ Her voice trailed off and she stared at the floor.
Scorpius stepped into the corridor and faced Chiana, “I wanted to. But thank you for speaking to me.” He said.
“Um, those clams, um... how come they didn’t affect you?” Chiana said and then added as she looked up, “I mean like the others.”
Scorpius was surprised by the genuine concern he saw in her eyes. “I... purged them from my system. They no longer affect me.” He said.
“Good,” she said and brightened. “Let’s get something to eat, at least it won’t poison us, eh?” Chiana giggled and grabbed Scorpius’ hand and pulled him towards the central chamber.
