"I didn't want to do it," Dark Ace said suddenly, jolting Aerrow out of his half-doze. Aerrow blinked at the Dark Ace. The man was sitting against the wall again, picking absently at his borrowed shirt while he stared into space.
"What did you do?"
Dark Ace replied with another question. "Have you ever believed in something so absolutely, with so much conviction, that you would give up anything for it? No matter the cost?"
"Yes." Aerrow answered automatically.
"What is it?"
"The safety of the Atmos. My friends."
The Dark Ace shook his head. "You still don't understand."
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Author's Note: Total word count: 99