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|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
ćÉĪ¹Ī±ĘĻgĻ Ń cĻĘĻŃ:#BDA0CB ā ŃŠ½ĻĻ gŠ½Ń cĻĘĻŃ #F7B3DAć
|| Dear Winter || AJR ||
"There, you're doing so great!" Winter nodded, walking between two bars to practice on her new leg. "It doesn't hurt as much," Winter admitted as she walked. She wasn't hobbling on it either, like the first time. She had been practicing for the last two days, wanting to get back on her feet. "I think you can probably switch from the crutches to a cane today," Poppy, the physical therapist said. She was smiling, no doubt pleased with Winter's progress. In another corner, Serenity was working on her legs. They were nearly healed, which meant that she would no longer need the support of the exoskeleton. "I think that's all I can do today," Winter admitted, thoroughly exhausted from the work she had put in today. "That's fine, you're doing your best." Poppy agreed with a smile, fitting Winter for her new cane.
"You should wear your leg as much as you can, but you will be sore for the first few days." Poppy warned as Winter rose, trying out the new cane. She missed her Grandfather's cane, but if all went well, she would no longer need this after a month. "Thanks," Winter waved as she walked out. Ezra was waiting for her, looking cross, as always. "What is it now?" Winter groaned, pausing when she spotted him. "Elise is going to have the infusion," he looked like he blamed Winter for that. "That's her decision," she replied, walking past him. He followed her, she knew he would. "I don't get it, why do you two want to fight so much? Why can't you just let us protect you!" He grabbed her shoulder. Winter shoved him against the wall, pushing her cane into his shoulder. "Let me put it in terms you can understand, since your head seems to be made of boulder."
She leaned forward. "You aren't the strongest Ezra. You're not even the second strongest. The Chrysanthemum will eat you alive, they'll kill you like they did the first time. They have an army, we don't stand a fighting chance against them without Elise and I." She withdrew her cane, realizing she was being unecessarily cruel. Ezra looked down, he seemed almost sad. "Why do you care so much?" He asked, kicking imaginary dust on the ground. "I don't care about what happens to the Chrysanthemum," Winter admitted. "For all I care, they can rot in far shore." She leaned on her cane, her new leg already hurting. "I care about my friends and about killing the Doc." Once Winter did that, maybe she would be able to sleep well at night without nightmares plaguing her.
"I don't want to lose you guys again," he stepped towards her, she was the one against the wall now. He was an inch away. Ezra slammed his palm against the wall. "You're too important to me. I love Elise, but you're my friend Winter. You've already sacrificed your life and limb," his shoulders were shaking. Winter reached awkwardly to pat him in comfort. "We'll be fine," Winter assured him. She tried to smile, "We're going to win this, okay? The heroes always win in the end, right?" He nodded, trying to smile. "Want to grab some cake?" He asked, straightening, clearly embarrassed at being seen like that. "I thought you would never ask."