Since this is the seventh chapter, I wanted to do something special - cos, y'know, seven is Bungie's favorite number.
Much earlier, before I wrote this (just finishing proofreading and it's past three AM Monday morning, August 13th - yes I am up late), I had discovered the Hanahaki disease, and was inspired by one aspect of it: Unrequited love. Here, it's nothing special, and Theron isn't coughing up flowers (no, sirree!), but it deserves a mention.
"Tevis?"
"Yes, Theron?"
"Let's say - hypothetically! - that you had a crush on somebody. How would you go about telling them. . .?"
Tevis paused from his task of armour cleaning, and turned back to look at his apprentice. "Is that really a hypothetical question or is it a strange way of getting girl advice, boy?"
The hybrid didn't meet Tevis' eyes, and awkwardly went back to mending a tear in his jacket.
"I'll take that as the latter. Theron, if there is a girl that you like, you should tell her. You never know when it might become too late."
". . . Okay. Thanks, Tevis."
"You're welcome, boy."
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