"Worn," Delta admits softly. "Scared. Freaked. Did... God, am I actually here doing this?"
It wasn't a dream though. He shakes his head and reaches for his discarded glasses, shoving them into place. "Never mind. I... I don't really know what to do with myself anymore to be honest."
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It wasn't a dream though. He shakes his head and reaches for his discarded glasses, shoving them into place. "Never mind. I... I don't really know what to do with myself anymore to be honest."