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Does anyone have something for pain? I am willing to trade or hunt for food.

I still refuse to go, Papa.

I can't believe this but...

Mrs. Jones? Know of any means?

I need her, why did they take her. I need her. I NEED HER! We were good, we were both good. I need her.

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Everyday it's getting worse and more painful.

....

Come alone and I can tell you.

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... Fine.

Where are you?

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The warehouse you found me in that one day.

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I'll be there in a minute.

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*Sai goes to sit on the floor this time around. The warehouse interior was just a little cleaner then the last time that Abel came. Sai isn't one to clean up after himself. That was Ai's job, even if she isn't here anymore. It was Ai's job and Sai wasn't going to do it.

The shape-shifter reaches out to grab a dirtied blanket to huddle underneath it, trying to seek out even the smallest comfort under it.*

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[Abel doesn't take long. Right down to the warehouses, he remembers which one is Sais, thankfully.

Right directly into the building without even pausing, locating Sai in a matter of seconds.

... The boy certainly knew how to tug at his heart... Any lectures or such that he planned to vent at the boy died as he approached him, before slowly seating himself next to him.]

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*Sai continues to huddle but those fuzzy ears perk up at the sound of footsteps. He doesn't bother to look up as both Abel's scent and footsteps told the boy just who it was.

He waits for the movements to stop before going to lean towards Abel.*

Papa.

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[He doesn't need much of a prompt. Sai leans towards him, and he extends an arm and pulls him in close for a hug, the coat folding around Sai as he does so.

He stays quiet for now, figuring that he'll speak up when he feels ready to.]

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*A long sigh escapes his lips as Abel goes to hug him. The shape-shifter struggled a little inside, wondering if he made a mistake in making that promise. A promise is a promise though. Silently thankful that Abel isn't pushing him.

Sai shifts a little to try and put his head on Abel's lap so that he could lay on his back and look up at Abel from a familiar point of view.*

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[He had all the time in the world to wait for him. He just let Sai do as he wished, watching him as he lay back on his lap. Looking down at him, he gave the boy a little smile, settling back a bit.]

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*His tail slowly uncurls into a more relaxed position as he was allowed to rest his head on Abel's lap and at the smile. After a few moments of just looking up at the priest, Sai closes his eyes, lifting a hand to start rubbing his own forehead.*

Around two weeks... I think...

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[He knew to wait, quiet as Sai got comfortable and relaxed, and quiet for another moment or so longer as the boy spoke. Finally, he answered him.]

... What is wrong, Xi?

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*Sai goes to cover his face with those over-sized sleeves of his, not wanting to see Abel's face.*

In around two weeks.... I am going to die. And I will be dragged to hell.

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[Abel... blinked, staring down at him. A mixture of concern and confusion crossed his face. Well, he hardly believed that. But still...]

What makes you say that?

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*He still keeps his face covered.*

Because it has happened before. Ai kept records of it.

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[Now that really didn't make any sense.]

Xi... If you die and go to hell... there's no coming back from that. You don't just appear again...

[Maybe it was a sickness. Something to do with the shapeshifting. Maybe it was just a way of saying he was going to be in a great deal of pain, or a coma... None of which sounded any better.]

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*He frowns under those sleeves of his.*

It has happened with me. Over and over and over again. Never ending cycle of every 6 months to become more and more painful during the final month. The only one with a cure is my real father but...

*He goes to start glaring and very much emitting anger and hatred.*

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[He strokes Sais head gently as he talks, trying to soothe the boy silently as best he could. He sighs as he speaks, thinking about what on earth he's going to tell him...]

... If you would only let one of the doctors here look at you, they might be able to make the cure themselves here.

[He could easily tell how angry Sai was starting to get now at the thought of this... real father]

It's better than suffering.

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*He goes to let out another sigh at the head petting but he still goes to glare.*

No. Especially since under his orders that they did this to me. It's their fault that I am like this.

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[He pulled Sai up a bit closer, shaking his head.]

But the doctors here are not the ones at home. They don't even know who your father is, they don't even know who you are.

Doctors took their job to help people. The ones who did that to you gave up their right to be doctors the moment they hurt you.

They're criminals.

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*His ears perked forward as he was pulled closer and he goes to look up at Abel. Those ears then go to lay flat against his head and a growl emits from his throat.*

I. Don't. Care. They are all the same.

*Not even going to tell Abel everything he remembers about doctors and Sick's experiments.*