Elon's POV "We don't have time again here," he said, but his tone had already changed. It was less dismissive, more serious, and now aware. Fort didn't take his eyes from me, not even for a second. Something had changed, I'm sure I saw it clearly. It was not control, not calculation, something deeper. "You moved without thinking," he said quietly. I huffed a weak breath, "Yeah...that was a bad habit."His hand pressed hard against my wound, firm, stopping the bleeding. The pain started all over again. I clenched my teeth, holding myself together. "Idiot," he muttered with his face squeezed. But there was no real anger in it. I met his eyes, forcing myself to at least stay conscious. "I told you," I said softly, my breath becoming uneven. "I'm... useful."Fort didn't look like the man everyone feared. He was something entirely, like human. Then, it was gone in second, now replaced by steel. He stood abruptly, pulling me up with him, despite how I tried to resist him. "I've got
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