#exb7

Hugh loves Seven. Dearly. She has a very special place in his heart and always will. Someone like him, who understood the trauma and pain he was going through. Someone who stood up for what was right.

But he worries about her. She puts herself in danger, never seeming to stop for a moment to allow herself to rest. At least, from Hugh’s point of view. Any time he knows she’s off doing some mission he holds his PADD close, anxiously awaiting any news that she’s alright.

He often loses sleep, sick with worry one day he won’t get a message from her. His friend. His dearest friend. He desperately wishes he could tell her to please slow down, please do something else that’s safer, but he knows what she’s doing is important.

He’d never stop her from pursuing something important to her just so he could worry less.

But he loves her. With everything he has, he loves her. He would willingly face reassimilation for her if it meant protecting her.

On the other hand, there’s no one else he trusts quite so much with his own life. If he was ever in danger (which he was often), he trusted she’d find a way to help him. 

𝐀   𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊   𝐎𝐅             resources   rarely   made   the   doctor   fret .       he   had   learnt   in   youth   to   use   what   he   could   find ,        something   he   had   taken   to   heart   and   practised   to   near   perfection .         leonard   trusted   his   hands   a   great   deal   more   than   modern   day   equipment ,      especially   when   met   with   an   over   complicated   device   designed   for   the   aid   of   something   simple .          medical   blade   is   fashioned   from   a   loose   blade   in   his   supplies   and   scattered   debris ,      he’d   managed   to   avoid   slicing   skin   when   manoeuvring   the   miniature   object   sharp   enough   to   remove   a   fingertip .         it   wasn’t   much ,       nothing   to   be   proud   of ,        but   it   wouldn’t   stop   him   from   grinning .            what ,   am   i   supposed   to   be   impressed ?

he   doesn’t   allow   @exb7​′s   comment   to   deter   his   mood ,      and   stands   to   hold   it   aloft   to   the   bizarre   shade   of   sunlight   above   them .                                            ❝  this   ain’t   impressive .       stick   around   and   i   might   just   do   somethin’   with   this   that’ll   knock   your   socks   off .  ❞               

He smiled, albeit tiredly. "Thank you. You can do the same for me, okay? You can always call me or come find me.” A pause. “I miss him, too.”

❛  you  do  look  like  you  can  handle  yourself .  ❜        @exb7

@exb7​   —   ❛      you   don’t   understand.      ❜   /   accepting.