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“Oh my god,” Apo tossed out the eggshell, “You’re literally shaking- you’ve been shaking the entire time I was here.” “I can’t rest- not now. Not when Mohwee is out there trying to- y’know.” Owen sighed, looking down to his hands, which laid on the counter. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” he repeats like a broken record, “I’m fine.” “Owen-” “-The job isn’t done- the fight against the reckless- what they would call themselves runners,” The word left a bad taste in his mouth, “the fight against them isn’t over. And a pair of trembling hands is better than none.” He shrugged, “I can sleep when I’m dead.” Apo frowned, pouring the batter into a tin to bake. “Owen, you need rest.” “And the clearing needs a protector.” Owen stood up, Apo frowning further at his actions, “I’m sorry Apo.” Apo just sighed, sliding the tin into the over aggressively. “Owen…” “At least I helped a little with the cheesecake, huh.” Owen laughed tiredly, “Say hi to Rasbi for me.” He stepped out of the house, closing the door behind him. Moving towards his own little pond, he swam down, reaching the familiar warmth of the campfire and the humid air. OR Owen's pushing his luck with his energy.

Fics like You Can Sleep When You’re Dead

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