#rafkin

> I made him worry so much. I'm sure I disappointed him all the time as a human, a medic, and an apprentice. I was reckless and self centered to the point I'd let others get hurt because of me, and it took me too long to feel guilty about it. I don't think I can apologize anymore, but on the off chance Ratchet (the one from my memories) sees this - I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

> Raf/Medkit.

"I-I think so. I must have. I..." He looked around as he hauled himself up from the heap he'd been laying in. His mouth was dry and his head was pounding. He wasn't sure exactly where he was, but, he knew it wasn't his hotel room. "What happened last night?" He patted around beside him, trying to find his belongings. "I'm really sorry if I was a pain in the ass. I have this way of not doing what I really should."

"Magnus? Magnus, I know you're in there, so, open up, alright?" Dennis knocked on the door again, a flyer crumpled up into his fist. If what he'd read was true, then he simply had to speak with him. He could be the first person in Dennis' whole life that actually understood him, let alone believed him. If there was a chance he understood him, then, there was a chance he could cure him. He had to hold onto that hope. He had nothing else. "Come on, man!" he whined, pummeling the door once again. "I'm freezin' my ass off out here!"

"Y-You know?" He asked, wide eyes darting to his own hands and then back up at Laurel. "About the spirits?" His wide eyes remained for a few beats before his brow knit as he began to actually think about what the stranger had said. "Wait, wait. What I'm going through? What do you mean what I'm going through? Who told you what?" He didn't trust London, he didn't trust any of the people in it either. If people were saying things, if people were listening in on things, then, he needed to know.

Eemil: well, Juraj is kind of big baby as we call him. so that tells a lot about him. Ruben: really big baby.