Mind Games

The spaceship Varian casually stole headed to Ubiq, one of the commercial centers of Centaurus.

As for Varian, he remained on the floor, staring up with a blank gaze.

Oob and Boo looked at each other and their patience finally ran out. He'd been like this for the last thirty minutes!

"Doesn't it hurt?" Oob flapped its wings and circled around the places he got serious injuries as it questioned in a sad tone.

"Huh?" Varian blinked twice and held the spots on his arms where the biggest injuries happened to occur. "Of course it fucking hurts. It's so much pain that any sane person would choose jumping into an array of scalding needles over it."

"…But you were laughing the whole time."

"That's better than crying in pain." Varian sat up and looked at his left palm. It was literally ripped off him by Helga.