okay I’ve accepted I’m probably not finishing this today bc it’s 6am but I figured I’d share this snippet of the Elias sixkfix I’m finally returning to. enjoy the dialogue that made me ask myself if Sam would technically be considered an alien
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“I was going to say he probably doesn’t know you’ve even arrived, but knowing him there’s a fifty fifty chance he’s somehow found out. I can go grab him if you want?”
“No, no, it’s fine. I don’t want to get him sick.” Elias shook his head, dreading the idea.
For a moment, Bryant looked sheepish. “Actually, I don’t know if Sam even can get sick?”
It took a few moments for Elias’ tired brain to catch up to that one. “...Has he not gotten sick once in the past six years?” Bryant shook his head, and Elias could only stare shocked. “I suppose that... makes sense? I mean, he’s not exactly a human.”
“Yeah, I had the same reaction when I realised a bit back I’d never seen him get any sort of sickness.” Bryant said, pulling the desk chair next to the bed in order to sit down. “For a while I just kinda assumed he could also get sick, given how he’s able to cry and eat and all, but he’s never even gotten a headache or anything.”
“Not even a headache?” Again, Bryant shook his head. Elias hummed, “Maybe it just works differently in the world he’s from, or he gets different kinds of sickness, but I must admit I was working under the same assumption.”
Bryant nodded this time, before moving to the food he’d placed on the dresser. “Well, Sam’s quirks aside, I’ve brought you some food and water. I know it can be a bit hard to eat things when you’re sick, but at the very least you have to drink the water.”Â
