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Jovian
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Tyler raised an eyebrow, but grinned. "All right. I'll let you handle that one, then," he said, giving her hand a soft squeeze. He wasn't about to let go until he had to. They walked into the mess hall together, grabbed some food, and grabbed a table alone. No one else really wanted to be near him, and he was all right with that tonight. Even sitting, he didn't want to let go of Megan's hand.
As they sat, he pointed out a few of the other "inmates" and why they were in the place. Tyler didn't think they would interact, but sometimes it was a curious thing. Especially when someone does something that puts the staff on edge and, as a result, the other patients as well.
As they sat, he pointed out a few of the other "inmates" and why they were in the place. Tyler didn't think they would interact, but sometimes it was a curious thing. Especially when someone does something that puts the staff on edge and, as a result, the other patients as well.