After everything Rex just endured over the last couple hours, Cruz finds Rex still in one piece. He pulls away a piece of server paneling to find Rex holding the cauterized area of his forearm. Rex shakily, but slowly gets himself standing on his two feet with Cruz's help. Once he looks at the Starfleet member with a relieved expression, the Starflier goes limp.
"All I wanted was Kuji-"
A thud is echoed through the room as Rex collapses from pain and stress.
Take my time, he says. I'll take a nap...
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Godspeed, Pilots.
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