Zero stomped into the cargo bay a few hours later with the distinct need to punch something. Several somethings. Several somethings many times.
many Growling under his breath, he closed his eyes and clenched his fists until the feeling went away. He’d stuck it out in medbay as long as he could, but the sight of Eris in pain had flipped switches he didn’t know he had. Even though he knew Talent was trying his best not to hurt her, each time she winced or suppressed a cry, he wanted to break the medic into itty-bitty little pieces. Then stomp on them.
knew “Hey, big guy… who pissed on your parade?”
He looked up to find Red, the Warborne’s engineer, on the other side of the cargo bay, looking at Eris’s suit with a gleam in her eye.
“Talent’s patching Eris up. I… she’s hurt. I don’t like h
