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Crassus left Dius sitting up in the bed, waving goodbye to him too and headed down the hall back to the elevator. Grateful that he was alone when the doors opened because he needed to get himself under control and level  before he spoke with the Captain. Five or so minutes later, knocking on that office door, he was sure he could omit the things Dius didn’t want the man to know. 

He ended up writing two. One with just what he thought the Captain should know, facts as he knew them but still spare on some details. In the other, he left nothing out, not the drell or what he’d witnessed the Lord doing to Dius and the thought of giving that one over... Crassus was sick just thinking about it. 

“This is Commander Sativum. Talonstriker do you read me? Anyone there? ...Spirits-damn it.” Crassus took his finger off the call button and stuck his head in his hands. He’d been trying for over an hour now to get through but he could only guess the carrier was just far enough out of range to be unreachable. He didn’t know what they’d do if the ship jumped star systems... they didn’t have the fuel to follow.  “This is Commander Sativum. Talonstriker do you read me? “

The week finished out, the heat came back on and the heat of the room was so... At some point, Crassus shed his shirt, leaning again the cool wall behind the bed and sweating. It was less the heat of the room and more the medicine finally finishing its path out of his system. He had cold sweats, the shakes, had thrown-up twice... Very little acting would be needed to convince the Lord that he was nearing the breaking point. The headache he had between his eyes was enough on its own to make him consider bashing his head into the wall. 

Crassus woke alone later, the overly large bed still warm where Dius had been sleeping. He felt the man's absence more than he thought he would, like a hole in his chest, his Spirit. He sat up, rubbing at his eyes a little before pulling his clothes back on. Then he placed the room, waiting for the fallout from last night  night and what he knew the surveillance had caught. 

Crassus groaned as he woke, blinking. His head was pounding and he couldn’t remember the last time his hangovers had been this bad.... He rolled onto his back, hands up and rubbing his eyes. Something dripped down his arm and landed on his face, in his mouth... He spat blood and it all came back to him. The attack, Vohen’s kidnapping. He sat up, ignoring the thundering in his skull. His omnitool was beeping, the emergency beacon for all the good it had done them.

Crassus woke the next morning more sore than he’d like to admit to. Sleeping with Vohen felt like another mistake that was going to come back to bite him. The bigger turian rolled out of his bed and tried to put those thoughts aside as he showered and cleaned up the mess the two of them had made, bundling the sheets and tossing them down the shute to be washed.