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Cathal looks at him and sucks in a breath. “Are you ok?” His voice was shaky and weak, but he still managed to sound way too loud.
Cathal looks at him and sucks in a breath. “Are you ok?” His voice was shaky and weak, but he still managed to sound way too loud.
Trianna shakes her head slightly. "I may be blind, but I'm not dumb, Tohru. You sound more stressed than you did when you were in pain."
She walks over to Tohru and crouches in front of him. She slips off all of the stuff she was carrying - her gear, weapons, her jacket, her boots, her pants - leaving her simply human. She wraps her arms around the small person.
"Just rest until you've healed. We're not going to make you hunt or gather." she murmurs.
Cathal nods. “If you want…you can use my air mattress…it’s more comfortable then a mat…”
Tohru stiffens a bit at the unexpected touch.
"I should've died out there," he laughs, bringing a palm to his face. "I left my family, my group left me… It was a matter of time."
He is too stunned still to cry.
"Noah… Cas… Aline… They're all gone… Just like that."
He shakes his head at the suggestion.
"No, I don't need somewhere comfier to sleep. I'll be alright on that front, but I appreciate the offer."
Cathal frowns, listening. “I…I’m so sorry…” he mutters.
Trianna nods silently.
"My mom and dad were some of the first to turn, I think. I. . . I had to kill them myself. They were monsters wearing the faces of my parents." she says quietly. "So I understand."
"My parents sent me a call for help, and I denied them that help," Tohru says flatly, "Granted, we were… estranged. But still, I may as well have killed them."
He runs a hand through his hair, and it catches in a tangle.
Cathal sighs, “I understand what thats like…my…sibling got infected and-“ he pauses, staring off into the distance, only to snap back to reality once teddy licked his face.
Trianna sighs.
"So we've all lost our families." she murmurs. "Brothers and sisters in grief, huh."
Cathal nods, “Yeah…” he mutters.
"Sure," Tohru sighs, "but it's not them I miss."
He glances at his feet.
"I was stuck with friends, mostly. Professors. Adults I admired. People I formed strong bonds with. Some of them died early on. Others hung on until the end. And the last few left- well… they abandoned me in my grief."
Trianna's face hardens, and she slowly lets go of Tohru.
"They abandoned you? When you stood with them?" she asks quietly.
Cathal frowns, then shoos teddy to go comfort Tohru since he himself was feeling better. “My…ex girlfriend was killed like that…and- my last friend had to leave me behind…it- wasn’t their fault…i was at deaths door…but i managed to escape and- i never saw them again…” he fidgets with some sort of toy, rocking slightly.
Teddy moves over to Tohru and snuggles into him, closing his eyes.
Tohru lets out another breath.
"It's my fault for not pulling the trigger sooner, or letting someone else do it. The second we knew Noah was infected, people lined up to mercy kill him. But I just- I couldn't let them do it, you know? They would've been in danger had we stayed there any longer, but I just didn't want to leave his side, no matter how selfish it might have been."
He paused for a second.
"But just because I deserved to be left behind doesn't make it hurt less."
Trianna shakes her head.
"You had the most right out of all of them to. . . to kill him. That doesn't mean that you deserve to be left behind." she says.
Cathal sighs. “No one deserves to be left behind.”
"Well then… same goes to my dear old parents, right?" Tohru says cynically, "I got exactly what I dished out."
He pets Teddy a little bit.
"But regardless, I'm still here, I guess, and it'd be a waste to just go off and die since I made it through these past couple of weeks."
He nods. “The more of us, the more likely it is to recover…and you never know if there are still people who are…like us.”
"Were your parents the first to abandon you?" Trianna asks.
Tohru raises his eyebrows a bit.
"Well- not in the literal, dumping me on the streets sense. But in a manner, I guess they did."
He relaxes a little.
"I can't help the guilt though."
Cathal sighs and closes his eyes. He then gasps, “Shit-“ he stands up, grabbing a canister of bleach. “Pro tip, those zombies tend to hate bleach.” He hurries out, cursing under his breath.
Trianna nods. "You don't need to feel guilty, though. They gave up their right to parent you when they abandoned you."
She listens as Cathal rushes out, confused.
Cathal spreads the bleach around certain weak points around the base, muttering to himself as he did so. The place was lined with high barb wire fences, but there were still places ‘unwanted guests’ could enter. After he was done, he trudges back inside, setting the canister down. “Sorry- I do that every night- I’ve learned it keeps the zombies away. It also covers our scent.”
Trianna tilts her head.
"If that's the case I'll go get some more bleach later tonight. Their eyesight isn't the best and I usually smell like the surrounding area anyways." she replies.
He chuckles, “see? Even the weird, 24 year old autistic and adhd guy has some wisdom to share-“
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