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You're the best that ever happened to me 3b/?

[(Anonymous)]

Finally Jimmy nodded silently and lowered his eyes again. “I would be content with staying here.”
“And therein lies the danger”, Arcade gave back, his voice sounding strangely sharp. “Believe me, you’ll see the wisdom in this come time.”
Jimmy nodded again and didn’t look up when Arcade left the chair and then the tent. He was being sent away, and he couldn’t see any wisdom in it when the only thing he wanted was to stay with his rescuer, the only person in the whole world he had found he could trust. Why he thought it wise was beyond him, but if Arcade said it was better, then it had to be. He wiped a hand across his burning eyes and realised that this was his last chance at making something of his life, and he’d better take it and put it to good use.

“You were right, of course”, Arcade said in a low voice to Julie once he had reached her. “He is already trying to latch on to me.”
Julie patted his arm. “I’ve seen this far too often not to recognise it.”
Stella, who had been within earshot, joined them and admitted curiosity. “Why is it better for him to be sent away?”
“Because of his... I don’t know how to describe it” Julie took a deep breath. “His mental condition? He is, or was, a slave, but he doesn’t know how to be independent. Slaves freed by a single person usually latch on to that person out of helplessness and desperation, and even if that person is a better one than the master of a slave, that still doesn’t help the slave to become truly free.”
Stella nodded in understanding. “So he has to be away from Arcade, not from the area.”
“Being further away from the Legion certainly does no harm”, Arcade replied, a deep furrow on his forehead. “But on principle, yes.”
Stella and Julie exchanged a glance upon seeing Arcade’s facial expression and Stella put a hand on his arm. “You seem pretty attached to that guy yourself, Arc. I mean... no offence meant, but you’ve barely known him for an hour or so.”
Arcade shrugged and adjusted his glasses. “Call me a fool.”
Stella shook her head with a soft smile and gave him a small hug. “Come on”, she said. “I got lots of stuff to do I could use your help with. I guess it’s better if you’re not here when he leaves.”
“It is”, Arcade replied, shaking his head. “Lead the way.”

Julie watched them go with a sigh. She couldn’t have guessed that Arcade would be a man to fall in love at first sight, but maybe that would resolve itself, too. Pity and compassion could to strange things to a heart and mind and the distance between the two wouldn’t only be better for Jimmy.

The caravan left three days later, when Arcade was helping Stella wipe Cottonwood Cove from the map. When he returned and was informed that the caravan – and with it, Jimmy – had already left, he knew it was better like that, but he couldn’t help the cold, heavy feeling in his heart and didn’t try to fight it. With drooping shoulders he vanished into his research tent, buried his nose into his notes and books, and tried to forget the world.

When Julie brought him a coffee later that evening she found him slumped over the table with his face buried into his forearms. With a sigh she put the cup down to put her hands onto his shoulders.
She could feel them tremble under the strain of fighting back tears and shaking her head with a sad smile she ran her hands through Arcade’s hair until he finally lifted his head and wiped the back of his hand across his face.
“Give it some time”, Julie said softly. “You could go after him.”
“What for?” His voice was thick with swallowed tears. “It’ll be for the best of he never sees me again.”
Julie closed her arms around him and Arcade leaned his head back against her shoulder and closed his eyes.