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Rhage absolutely fucking hated Havers’s clinic Yeah, sure, the underground facility was secure, and even though he didn’t like the guy, no one could argue with the healer’s treate sat in the corridor outside the exam room that Bitty and Mary had been in for, like, a hundred and fifty years, prettyon his nerves

First of all, he hated the synthetic "clean" s into his sinuses Hell, it was so bad, he kept i all kinds of tiny yellowpersonal attention to his nostril regions

Second, the productive hush of everything bugged the fuck out of hi All the soft-soled shoes shuffling along, the quiet voices, the carts ofthe hall

But the worst thing? He really couldn’t stand the attention he got

It wasn’t that the nurses were popping their bodices and going grind-on-it all over his junk, but dalances and the unnecessary

He’d dealt with versions of this all his life--at least since the split second he’d h his transition And pre-Mary, he’d taken advantage of the sexual attention to the point where he didn’t leave a reputation so h, he had no interest in other feun to think of his face and body like a sweet-ass whip that his brain drove His core, his soul, his heart, didn’t have anything to do with how he looked

And there was the issue

When your daughter was on the other side of a thin door, dressed in a frail little hospital gown, her eyes big and wide from current fear and past trauma as her personal space and her body were invaded by third parties, the last thing you wanted was a bunch of people falling all over you because they thought you were Channing Tatum and Chris Hemsworth’s frickin’ love child

Maybe he should put a paper bag over his head--

As a hand came down on his shoulder, he ju down next to him on the hard floor of the corridor

Across the way, V and Lassiter were still on their feet and arguing, the pair of the a hand-rolled between his lips--and then whipping it out as if he re his own, talking a y or the focus to spare on them

All he could think about was …

"She’s just suffered enough," he heard hi into the eyes of his brother, he saw that instead of that stare being yellow, Z’s peepers were jet black

But yeah, Rhage was being pretty annoying He’d been bitching about the sa frustrated with hiot to shut up over here Don’t mean to piss you off"