Sebastian Smiley

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Dont get caught. Like he wouldnt need to get a medical checkup in the future. His mind ventured to what Malgeuth had said. You are holding me here. It had told him. Was it he and not the nomad that was to blame? Why would he voluntarily host a nomad anyway?

Well, it was kind of cool, and the nomad did provide a comfy pad between his back and the seat of his fighter. Pity he couldnt brag about it to anyone.

Hold on...Was he admitting that he actually liked having the nomad there?

The nomad was dormant at the moment. Probably sleeping off the Synth imitation beef that Sebastian had just consumed.

He mentally jabbed at the nomad. Hey, wake up!

~I am here Sebbie.~

You said that I held you here. You said that we rely on each other. I dont buy it.

~I beg your pardon?~

You heard me! In fact, I think your bluffing! I would die without you? Pheh, I dont think so!

~And so I was. Are you going to have me removed then?~

This sudden confession caught Sebastian off guard. He paused a moment.

No, I dont think so. Go back to sleep, Malgeuth.

He felt something strange, as if he was responsible for the strange nomads well being. He sat back in the seat of his fighter, shaking his head. He pulled up the navigation computer and set a course for Ames research station. Hopefully he could get an appointment with a psychiatrist of some sort.