Chapter 32
"…can't believe you let him get hurt…trusted you…" I stir, trying to work out what's going on. Then I remember.
I remembered, Saboo carried me, Naboo's angry, I'm in bed, it's my fault, it's all my fault.
"All my fault, it's all my fault…"
"Shh. Calm down, Vince. Nothing was your fault. Saboo told you, it wasn't anyone's fault." I look towards the owner of the voice. Brown, floppy hair, green robes, blue-green eyes…
"Aram?" He smiles.
"That's right, Vince."
"What are you doing here?"
"Saboo asked me to keep an eye on you. I should probably tell him you're awake?" He stands up and begins to leave.
"Aram, wait." He turns. "Why does he care? Naboo?"
"Oh, Vince." He smiles softly, and a little sadly. "He cares for you. You're his child in all but blood."
"Oh." He turns and walks out. The shouting stops. A few moments later, Naboo and Saboo run in. They both rush to the side of the bed.
"How are you?" Naboo asks.
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Are you still angry with Saboo?"
"Why would you think I was angry with Saboo?"
"You were shouting at him."
"You could hear that?" I nod. He sighs.
"Vince, I'm not angry at Saboo. I was upset and scared, and I took it out on him, which was wrong." He turns to Saboo. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine. You reacted in a perfectly understandable way."
"So you aren't angry at him?"
"No." They both reply.
"Good."