"Finn?" Orion called again, gripping his wrist as he lowered himself to Finn's level. His brows furrowed with concern. "Are you okay?"
What's with the stupid questions Orion? I know you always wanted this so what's the pretence for. The system is helping you.... it's always helping you hence just embrace this act of mine.
"I'm… fine," Finn finally replied weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. His breathing was uneven, strained. "I'm only doing this… to get the antidote for the poison from my system."
"Huh?"
Oh right… his system is meant to help him give birth, Orion thought inwardly, swallowing hard. Of course everything about it would revolve around something like this.
"Yeah," Finn continued, forcing the words out with a heavy sigh. "I need your essence to make the antidote, or I'll actually die. That's what my system said. It's not like I want to do this right now… but I don't have a choice."
