Tears pooled in her soft brown eyes and Maggie wanted so very much to be able hug her friend. Instead she just brushed gently against his mind as she tried to smile. ‘No Starjun. It is not your fault. Okay? You are not to blame for any of this. I swear it. You are not stupid either. Stop telling yourself that you are. It is a lie and lies are bad.’
He hesitantly took a seat next to her bed, looking down at her. Starjun wasn’t known for being easy to read or open with his expressions yet it was apparent, even for him, that he was upset.
"I’m sorry, Maggie. I just can’t believe that." He said quietly, "I…I don’t know any differently. I can’t begin now. Even…even for you."
Maggie’s breath caught in her throat and she shook her head as the tears poured even more freely. ‘N-No…….Starjun……I do not believe that……’ She strained against her bonds, wanting to even just hold his hand to comfort him. ‘If you do not believe that…….then I shall believe for you. I shall believe it…….’
He didn’t want to make her cry. He hated that. “No…no no no…” he mumbled, shaking his head. Why couldn’t he be a real person? Why couldn’t he know to deal with this. His hand shook a little as he reached over and lightly brushed a tear from her cheek.
"Don’t…don’t cry, Maggie." Pathetic. That’s what he was. When did he start caring about anybody? Especially just some random girl. Some random…outcast…lonely…yet incredibly special girl…
Maggie smiles softly and pushes her face up against his hand in a sort of caress. ‘Do not even think that Starjun. You are a real person to me.’
Oh. That’s right. She could read his thoughts. He bit his lip, caressing her cheek gently with his thumb.
"I’m so sorry Maggie…" He just couldn’t apologise enough.
'I know Starjun. I know. It is okay. I hold no blame against you.' Maggie relaxes against his touch as her eyes fluttered closed. They snap open again as she senses a doctor coming in with a syringe of sedatives.
Starjun immediately straightened up as he heard the doctor approaching. He stood between the short man and Maggie.
"I…I don’t think she needs those." He said quietly. The doctor scowled, "Who asked you to /think/, lab rat filth?!" He attempted to get past him but Starjun would not be moved.
Out of rage, the doctor stabbed the needle into Starjun’s arm, drawing a wince from him. These sedatives were not anything that would affect him but blood ran down his arm anyway. That triggered something.
Starjun was white and biting his lip as if extremely anxious as one large hand gripped the doctors head despite the struggle.
"I…I d-don’t think…sh-she needs any m-more…" He stammered, trembling. His fist tightened. Blood, skull and brain matter exploded everywhere.