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[runningred]

{From here)

Jay runs the Hive, knowing Gav is with him.

George flies ahead of them, chirping agitatedly.

"That doesn't sound good." Jay mutters, slapping the button for the lift.

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[street_sparrow]

He nods. "We won't be far away, if they need us."

[runningred]

He reaches out to stroke Stock. "You'll call us, right? If you need anything."

Stock gives him a nudge. ++We will. Take the adolescents. They will only worry here.++

She moved to press into Gav's hand. ++Thank you++

[street_sparrow]

"You're welcome", he says, smiling. "I'm just glad we could help."

[runningred]

++You are family. As much as we. More. They are like you. Their shape. They will need you. To learn.++

[street_sparrow]

"Then they'll have us. They'll get walking down in no time."

[runningred]

"We'll look after them, Stock. Them and all of you. You have our word."

He slips out of the Hive, whistling to George. "Alrighty, kids. Let's get back to the party." He gives the fretful little drone a stoke. "Emcee with be worrying."

He turns to Gav and offer him a hug. "Thank you. That was- hard. I'm so glad you were there to ease their pain. Let me get you a drink."

[street_sparrow]

"You did as much as I did to help", he counters, but leans a little tiredly into the hug. "But I won't say no."

[runningred]

"You, need food. And a drink." He hugs Gav warmly. "They're our kids too. Let head up."