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Some time after talking to Sam out on his ship, Atton's in the bar, with a highly alcoholic drink in one hand, staring off out the window. He's a little bruised, and a little bloody, but the majority of the blood isn't actually his.

Botherable.

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Guppy comes out of the infirmary, having just sorted out the first casualty.

And then he sees Atton, who's safe, and runs over to hug him gently from behind.

Atton doesn't appear to notice for quite a few moments.

Eventually: "Oh. Hi, Guppy." Guppy gets a small smile.

"Are you hurt?" Moving around the front of Atton with a concerned look.

"I'm fine." Lightly. Frown. "I forgot to leave you a note."

Little smile. "It's okay, you weren't gone long. Next time, I'll sew your first aid kit into your jacket. Did you get Ly safe?"

"No problems when you found out, then?" Atton asks, fixing Guppy with a Look. It's the one that says that he'll know and be furious if he's lied to. "You knew I'd be gone, so you must've found out somehow." And Atton can't imagine Guppy's reaction being good.

"Atton, I've known less than twenty minutes. If I'd had a panic attack, I'd still be shaking and throwing up."

He holds out his hand, which is pretty steady.

"Will said you were in your ship, and with Sam. I prayed for your safety in my head while I fixed Will up."

"I don't believe that's quite what I asked." Atton replies. "How is Will, incidentally?"

"A bit shaken, but he'll be fine, don't worry."

His concerned eyes still checking Atton over. "I'm not mad at you Atton, I promise."

Atton doesn't look convinced, but decides not to press the subject.
"Okay."

Guppy looks him straight in the eyes.

"I promise."

Atton gets hugged.

Guppy gets a somewhat awkward, slightly shakey hug back.
"Good."

"Now, are you hurt?" Holding his brother close.

"If I was, Sam would've made me heal myself." Wryly.

"Did Sam and Ly get out okay? I assume you'd have told me if not."

"They're both fine."

"Good." Looking at the glass. Gotta be some reason for Atton to be drinking stuff he should be cleaning windows with, though he suspects even if this went well it must have been stressful.

Atton takes another sip, silently.

Guppy just slips an arm around him.

"You eaten recently?"

"Couple of hours ago, 'fore I left the bar."

"Do you want a sandwich or something?"

"I can do without. Don't worry." Hair-ruffle.

Little smile. "Okay."

He leans his head on Atton, looking a bit tired. Just glad to have his brother safe.

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