"There was an invasion of Tryks in Seattle. Tyler and our group tried to get rid of them, only to fall into a trap. Turns out their "queen", who is truly hideous, wanted to mate with the men in our group in order to provide powerful offspring. During all of this, I was badly injured and Tyler was captured trying to get to me. If it had not been for the female members of our team... I do not like to think about what could have happened."
His voice was calm, and matter of fact.
"I endured a spinal injury that was made worse when the creatures moved me, repeatedly. I am in physical therapy in hopes I will regain control of my legs. I have a 50/50 chance to walk again, and I am trying to be as hopeful as possible. After-all, I still have feeling in my legs, so that is a great sign!"
"But enough talk of such unpleasantness. I owe you a great apology, Argo. I was not a very good friend to you." He smiled, offering Argo a cup of tea.
"I was not as helpless as you thought. I was acting in order... in order for people not to hate me. After what I endured in my time, and how people reacted to me at the Atlas Foundation, I was scared. I was scared no one would be my friend because they were afraid of me. So I tried to be a timid and meek as possible. I never realized I was abusing friendships or hurting people with such a lie. So I am very sorry, my friend."
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