—— 𝐁𝐎𝐁 !

Cue a sheepish smile. “Well, yes.”

The unexpected use of French is what caught his attention, prompting his posture to straighten slightly before he offered a sheepish smile. “Hi…”

He shook his head, seeming just as confused. “Nothing… do you think we have a ghost?”

“A loud bang, like someone throwing something at the wall rather hard.”

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>> inside. “We found this in the lab,” he said, showing it to him. “I-I don’t know what it does but… I-I think it has something to do with the tar here.”

>> struck with the memory of something else, Bob began to rifle through the pockets of his pouch searching for something. “Wait!” It was only when his fingers curled around a cold cylinder vial did he pull it out, revealing a large syringe of amber liquid >>

>> could faintly hear Boyce screaming at him to run in the forefront of his mind. “I… They got him,” he expressed in an almost defeated whisper, his head tilting up as he met John’s gaze once again. “T - They got him when we were on the way back…” As though >>

The mention of Boyce felt like ice water poured over his head, jolting him into an ugly reality that once more, a comrade had fallen within enemy territory. Slowly, Bob bowed his head, his gaze focused on the faint crimson splatter that sprayed upon his uniform as he >>

“Yeah… just… a long night.”

“Hi…” Bob said, keeping his voice softly toned as he approached, a kind smile on his face. “You been behaving for your dada?”

Such a loving sentiment is met with a tired grumble as Bob threw an arm around his waist, his head turned and resting against his chest. “Hey…”

That has surprised him. He’s been talking about Bob?

“Do you? Because by your own words, I’m a weirdo… a freak.” Bob could recall the words spoken with such hostility at the vault, words he wasn’t supposed to hear yet caught in an echo.

“That’s not a good idea. We don’t know what he would do.”

“Really pretty. And so fluffy too.”

“A little… I’m in a mood to try anything today.” He gave an optimistic smile.