Kurt raised an eyebrow when he found Matt sitting there on the linoleum floor instead of seated on the bed like a good patient. “I’m pretty sure your doctors would skin me alive if they saw you like this, Matt. I figured I’d pull up a chair and you take the bed so we can at least pretend like we’re acknowledging the fact that technically you are one of the walking wounded here who just suffered some pretty traumatic injuries.”
He said it with a healthy dose of good humor in his voice but there was unmistakably a note of authority there as well. Some things remained the same and Kurt had spent years leading Matt and Green team and that authority had only a more comfortable mantle to wear over the past two decades. The datapad was tossed onto the foot of the bed and he held out a hand to his brother in a silent offer to help him both to his feet off the potentially space germ riddled flooring.
“I should have thought to grab some pudding cups while I was out. Was it you or Linda who was mad for chocolate pudding, I can’t recall?” It felt like those memories were a million years ago back when excelling at training was the biggest care in their worlds. These days, they had much bigger concerns facing them every day. Or at least Kurt did and he imagined it was much the same for Matt no matter where he ended up landing. Which appeared to be in some kind of place where code names were being used. Not that a Spartan-II had claim to a real name since they’d all simply been known by their given names and a numbered tag for decades. It had taken him years to become comfortable with the idea of his assumed name.
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He said it with a healthy dose of good humor in his voice but there was unmistakably a note of authority there as well. Some things remained the same and Kurt had spent years leading Matt and Green team and that authority had only a more comfortable mantle to wear over the past two decades. The datapad was tossed onto the foot of the bed and he held out a hand to his brother in a silent offer to help him both to his feet off the potentially space germ riddled flooring.
“I should have thought to grab some pudding cups while I was out. Was it you or Linda who was mad for chocolate pudding, I can’t recall?” It felt like those memories were a million years ago back when excelling at training was the biggest care in their worlds. These days, they had much bigger concerns facing them every day. Or at least Kurt did and he imagined it was much the same for Matt no matter where he ended up landing. Which appeared to be in some kind of place where code names were being used. Not that a Spartan-II had claim to a real name since they’d all simply been known by their given names and a numbered tag for decades. It had taken him years to become comfortable with the idea of his assumed name.