[It's the first day Kaneda's been awake since he came back. In fact, he's pretty impressed he's not still clocked out on the couch, resting away bruises and burns. The fight still rang in his head--everything about the jungle did, like it was all a fever dream and didn't actually happen.
But he remembers it all so distinctly. Pan's smarmy smile, Hawke almost skewering him with icicles. Everything. There's no way he could've dreamt that.
It's still buzzing in his head when he picks up that comm, noticing the text.
no subject
But he remembers it all so distinctly. Pan's smarmy smile, Hawke almost skewering him with icicles. Everything. There's no way he could've dreamt that.
It's still buzzing in his head when he picks up that comm, noticing the text.
A favour?]
you waste no time huh