It occurred to Rogue as she watched the fight progress that Todd might not win. He was certainly the superior fighter with his wealth of experience, but anything could happen. All it took was one misjudged move or moment of distraction to lose the fight, and if Cody decided to take things further...
What if he was killed?
That single thought had anxiety and panic gripping at her more tightly with each second that passed. What would she do if anything happened to Todd? She couldn't stay on the hive, no matter how close she'd grown with some of the crew, or her desire to help the young queen. Todd was a very large part of why the ship felt like home to her, and without him it would just become another place where she didn't quite fit in. She'd have to go with her plan to live a life of solitude, a thought that truly scared her just as much as the idea of losing him - just because she'd accepted it as her only alternative option didn't mean she liked it.
Hugging her arms tightly around herself, she barely breathed as she watched the fight, her eyes following each movement and willing Todd to maintain the upper hand.
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What if he was killed?
That single thought had anxiety and panic gripping at her more tightly with each second that passed. What would she do if anything happened to Todd? She couldn't stay on the hive, no matter how close she'd grown with some of the crew, or her desire to help the young queen. Todd was a very large part of why the ship felt like home to her, and without him it would just become another place where she didn't quite fit in. She'd have to go with her plan to live a life of solitude, a thought that truly scared her just as much as the idea of losing him - just because she'd accepted it as her only alternative option didn't mean she liked it.
Hugging her arms tightly around herself, she barely breathed as she watched the fight, her eyes following each movement and willing Todd to maintain the upper hand.