Singularity

Archive Log: 07

"I don't do well with needles." Walter looked downwards at Onora as her pace seemed to suddenly slow. She had eaten, returned to her room to freshen up before going to medical; she thought it was a little pointless, but oh well. She decided to slip this little nugget of information in as Walter led the way down to where she was needed. "It's just the thought of something being stabbed into my arm. It's gross." She admitted frankly. It was gross. Utterly disgusting. She shuddered and Walter looked at her worriedly, "Even worse if it's in my hand." She sounded despairing as she slapped her hands to her cheeks. He raised an eyebrow, he didn't get it, but he did understand people were prone to fearing certain things. "Oh God, I'm so going to faint!" She exclaimed with a groan. She really didn't want to faint. That was both embarrassing and...well, embarrassing. She wasn't so stupid as to think that the medical team here wouldn't look after her if she did so. They would take care, look after and treat her for the after-effects of lost blood. Surely she couldn't have been the only person fearing the thought of blood tests and needles? The thought of one of the tough looking security team sharing her pain made a wry smile appear on her face. Not so tough now, are they? Shaking her head, she glanced up at Walter. He had been silent all this time, just letting her prattle on like a frantic sounding worrier.

"Would you like me to stay with you?" Onora's eyes widened a little at his question. He just continued walking with his hands behind his back, unlike hers which were gripping onto each other for dear life. She looked positively nerve wracked, she had been playing with the hem of her top for a few seconds and ruffled it slightly. In comparison, Walter looked as calm and collected as ever. Everything about him just seemed so neat. Onora envied him a little. Noticing that she was just eyeing him up, Walter stopped and looked at her. "Is there something wrong?"

"Other than the obvious?"

"Yes."

"No. No, I'm good. Or as good as I can be." Onora replied while finally stopping finger twiddling to let out a sigh and look at him. "And yes." Walter's head tilted a little, "Can you stay?" She asked, she didn't know if he had other things which were needing to be done. But then, if he did, surely he wouldn't have even put the offer out there? She didn't know. But she did know the thought of having someone there that she knew, and trusted a little, would be nice. Yes, Walter would probably be as clinical as those which were going to be around her; but at least she knew he couldn't help but be like that.

"I can." He replied, even though he didn't really need to. He could've just nodded and continued leading her away. But he wished to answer to merely continue a conversation. Finding pleasure in the small things here, small things like talking. That wasn't to say the others didn't talk to him. But they seemed to only talk to him when they needed something. They had each other. They were all with their respected partners, there was nothing Walter could provide for them. It was nice, to be needed, and wanted. Those were thoughts which hadn't ever passed his mind before. He looked puzzled, he supposed it was only normal for thoughts and feelings to appear that weren't present before because of now being surrounded by people.

"Walter?" Onora piped up again after a few more seconds of silence. He looked at her, waiting for her to continue on. "You never had to stay with any of the others, did you?"

"No. I was not needed." Walter replied, he watched as her shoulders slumped and she looked pretty dismal. He looked around for inspiration, "But they had each other. You are alone." He said, thinking he did good, only to watch her look slightly more miserable. Walter pulled a hand out from behind his back and settled it on her shoulder, her eyes slowly slid up to look at him. "You're not alone anymore." Her eyes brightened up a little at that, "I shall be with you, for as long as you want me to."

"Here to help, right?"

"I didn't mention it, though I wished to point it out. And you went back on our agreement."