Night 55: M21-30 Hallway

[osoreirimasu]

Dinner was just as unappealing as lunch had been. A plain, tasteless gruel that had the same consistency as okayu without any of the flavor. If it were up to him, he would have flavored the broth, maybe topped it with pickled plum or green onions. He would have preferred salted salmon on top, but that was a luxury now. Worse than the taste was

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[allroadslead]

With Peter looking so busted up, Sam didn't feel a hundred percent right in leaving his roommate, but he knew there wasn't anything he could really do. And as long as Peter stuck to his room, he'd be safe for the night. He hoped Peter would recover soon. Healing seemed to be surprisingly efficient in this place; faster, never any complications or infections. He and Dean had both been lucky enough to avoid major stuff like that, even if there'd been plenty of hospital trips.

Granted, one trip to the hospital was plenty in and of itself.

He opened the closet for his clothes and weapons, but paused when the intercom flicked on. Causality, fine-tuning...Honestly, yeah, the pieces were all fitting together easier ever since the general took over. Sorting out false leads from the real ones, though, was another story, but he could sure as hell buy this soldier business a lot more than anything else