He should've already left, he knows that. His list of questions that the Organization can't answer is only growing, and every day that passes he thinks he's getting closer to something, something he can't quite explain. His dreams wear him out, sleep leaving him more exhausted than ever, and Axel is a comfort where he's never had one before, a warm body in his bed and a sounding board for his fears, the last part of this life that he can't bring himself to leave.
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