[ the jailbreak was a few days ago, and jude has been checking on all his patients, particularly the chosen twelve, but julius' circumstances are... a little different. ]
Hey, Julius. How are you holding up? How are your injuries?
[ Julius has been let into his apartment by a fellow resident, so he's recuperating in his room when there's no one around. It's rare that he has been able to rest properly, his dreams free of nightmares.
So when he answers, his voice is remarkably clear; free from the static that usually accompanies it: ]
Hey. I'm still quite tired, but I don't think anything serious is going to crop up anymore.
[ He's learned that Jude will be insistent until he's given the full answer, so might as well be honest upfront. ]
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Hey, Julius. How are you holding up? How are your injuries?
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So when he answers, his voice is remarkably clear; free from the static that usually accompanies it: ]
Hey. I'm still quite tired, but I don't think anything serious is going to crop up anymore.
[ He's learned that Jude will be insistent until he's given the full answer, so might as well be honest upfront. ]
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[ he can tell julius is telling the truth, and it eases his worries. there are other things on his mind, though. ]
So...
[ so. where does he begin? he saw some pretty interesting things back there. inhuman things. ]
Aside from your injuries, you're doing okay?
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I think so.
I tried... doing something that I didn't before. Somehow, I managed to turn back to myself without endangering others.
[ His mental voice is careful - his memory of those times are still somewhat muddled, but he can be sure that there wasn't any allied screaming. ]