5 August 2007

With My Life

Written by Nessa

Faith

"Call and response," Topher repeated to Ben, who was staring somewhat blankly at Faith.

Faith, for her part, was sitting in the chair, unphased by it slowly reclining and completely unphased by the wires attached to her.

"And I just... read this?" Ben asked, holding the piece of paper.

"Yep," Topher replied, returning his attention to his computer. "Hold her hand while you do it."

"Why?" Ben questioned.

"Tactile proximity enhances bonding protocol," Topher told him. "Ok, go ahead."

Ben took Faith's hand gingerly, still feeling uncomfortable with the whole situation. "Everything's going to be alright."

"Now that your here," Faith replied, looking up at him.

"Do you trust me?"

"With my life."

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