After the flight plans were submitted, he finally managed to drag William back to his room. Nova had barely had time to shut the door before he collapsed into the bed, asleep. Like all of his activity had finally caught up with him; inertia.

Nova arranged the blankets and pillows around him, climbed into bed. Wrapping his arm around his waist, he felt suddenly, deeply scared that William was so small. His face was pale and he had deep circles under his eyes; his hands felt cold.

All for the sake of what?

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