Stein hopped down from the operating table, pulling the lab coat on. He watched Birkin leaving and trotted after him, flinching away from a three-eyed shadowy figure that tried to stop him from leaving.
He grabbed onto Birkin's arm suddenly, his fingers tightening around Birkin's elbow. It steadied him a little to have contact with his...lover, or whatever he was.
"Thank you, doctor," he murmured. Birkin would help. Birkin was a doctor, and would help. He had to cling to that belief.
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Date: 2009-11-15 06:40 am (UTC)He grabbed onto Birkin's arm suddenly, his fingers tightening around Birkin's elbow. It steadied him a little to have contact with his...lover, or whatever he was.
"Thank you, doctor," he murmured. Birkin would help. Birkin was a doctor, and would help. He had to cling to that belief.