The intercom jingled at its standard time, with the Head Doctor still in his over-the-top, jovial mood. It seemed not even the evening light could keep down the love he held for his job.
"Good evening, everyone! I hope your soul is filled with music from last shift; I know mine is
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Still, he would. Someday he'd beat this place and he'd make sure that everyone got home safely. They'd ride through the asteroids and take everyone back to where they belonged.
The question that came next wasn't so surprising, though Sora didn't like the implication that he should have been nuts after spending so much time here. No way was he going to break that easily. That would just be giving Landel and the rest of them what they wanted.
"Yeah, I guess so. To tell you the truth, I don't know anyone who's been here longer." Sora scooted back across the bed until he was leaning against the wall, relieved that they were having a proper conversation now rather than the yelling from before. "And people are always asking me how I keep my chin up, but... well, I'm lucky. Two of my best friends are with me. With them around, I feel like I can do anything." Except for the fact that when the three of them traveled together, they never seemed to make much progress. He wasn't going to dwell on that.
"If they weren't here, I think it'd be harder for me. I know there are other people who are struggling, so I try my best to be strong for them. That way, when I'm having a hard time, hopefully there will be someone else who I can lean on." So long as people were trading off, they would be fine. What they had to be scared of was the possibility of everyone having a rough time all at once. But Sora didn't think that would happen.
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