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This time, when she spoke, Micah paid very close attention. He nodded. "That's twenty four," he agreed. "What do you mean by fadey place?" he tried, unsure exactly what she meant by that and not liking the idea of not being on the same page with her.
Even though he was pretty sure he was lying, Micah nodded, trying to keep her calm. "Chelsea's gonna be okay, yeah. The floor over the pool broke, we're all wet," he added. It took him a few seconds to register her nursery rhyme analogy and he gave her a small smile which he hoped was reassuring.
"I know, sweetie, I wanna go home, too; you have no idea," he replied. "But it's gonna be okay, all right? Just relax and stay awake and when Lisa comes back this guy--" Micah paused and looked over at the other man, raising his eyebrows in question for his name. "--and I," he went on, looking back at Molly, "we're gonna get you guys down to the ship's doctors and patch you right up, okay? Good as new," he promised even though it killed him when he was fairly sure it wasn't entirely true.