Autor only has about a second to finish reading her messages before the screen fades. He shakes his T-Minus, knowing he should have fed it--but with what? There's not exactly sugar in his rations.
He curses his T-Minus for dying, for giving him hope, for giving him one last connection to Milliways. To Rae, his friend. He can't even tell her he loves her now.
Sighing, he tucks his now-dead T-Minus away in his pocket and picks up his gun.
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Date: 2016-04-09 02:18 am (UTC)He curses his T-Minus for dying, for giving him hope, for giving him one last connection to Milliways. To Rae, his friend. He can't even tell her he loves her now.
Sighing, he tucks his now-dead T-Minus away in his pocket and picks up his gun.