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Phoenix

Part 63: Unspoken Feelings

Albatross carefully lowered Phoenix to the ground, still holding her in his arms.
The rest of the camp gathered around them anxiously as the paramedics arrived at a run, equipment in hand.

PARAMEDIC:
“We’ll bandage her head quickly, but don’t worry — the injury isn’t serious.”

Albatross sat down on the ground beside Phoenix and gently took her hand.

ALBATROSS:
“It’s okay, I’m here with you.
— Just focus on me.”

PHOENIX:
“I didn’t want… the day to start like this.”

ALBATROSS:
“Neither did I.
But right now, it’s not about the mistake — it’s about you being okay.”

The paramedics worked quickly but carefully, bandaging Phoenix’s head while Albatross held her hand tightly, making sure she didn’t feel alone.

PHOENIX (with a faint half-smile):
“You know… this almost sounds romantic.
Except my head really hurts.”

ALBATROSS (firm, but with a soft voice):
“This isn’t about romance right now.
— What matters is that you’re alive and that you’ll be okay.”

PHOENIX:
“Hm… I thought logistics and routes were your true passions.”

Albatross let out a quiet laugh.

ALBATROSS:
“They don’t matter now.
— Only you do.”

For a moment, Phoenix’s gaze softened — then she turned her head away, as if trying to deny her own feelings.

MINA (sharply, from a distance):
“Well… he’s paying a lot of attention to you, isn’t he?”

ALBATROSS (quietly, only to Phoenix):
“Right now, yes.
Nothing else matters.”

PHOENIX:
“Hm… then let this be the ‘almost-accident day.’
— At least this way, you’ll remember me.”

ALBATROSS:
“I won’t forget.
— Ever.”

At the campsite, the air filled with tension, worry, and something quietly hidden, as the paramedics finished the bandaging.

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