The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 400

Chapter 400 Better You Remember Me Whole

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“All right. That’s enough. The man’s voice came out rough, deliberately gruff. “Look at you. Built like a truck, yet crying like a br Aren’t you embarrassed? People are staring.”

Onyx only squeezed tighter. His sobs grew more wounded. “You’re the one who hid! You’re the one who made sure we couldn’t find you! Do you have any idea how long we searched? Do you have any idea how worried we were? Your leg… a–and your hand.

He hiccupped through his tears, unable to finish.

The mask of sternness on Owen’s face cracked. Something glinted deep in his eyes.

He drew a long breath. When he spoke again, his voice had softened. “Why were you looking for me in the first place? You got tha much free time on your hands? Slacking off in training, letting your mind wander

A pause. He dropped his voice lower. “Keep it up, and I’ll have a word with your current commanding officer.”

‘Stop bullying him.” The ponytailed woman beside him–Linnea Brawn–gave Owen a light smack on the arm, half–scolding. ‘You’re happy to see him. You could at least say so.”

She turned to Onyx, her voice softening. She reached up and patted his thick, trembling bicep. “Onyx. There now. No more crying four captain knows you were worried. We both do. See? He’s fine. We’re both fine. Life on the farm is steadier than it ever was before. You should be happy for us. Any more of this, and everyone really will be staring.”

Onyx finally pulled back, sniffling hard. He wiped his face with his sleeve, leaving his eyes red as a rabbit’s and his nose flushed, ooking utterly wrecked and pathetic.

He looked down at Owen’s right leg. The coveralls hid most of it, but now that he was paying attention, he could see the unnatura stiffness in the way Owen stood. Then his gaze traveled to the alløy prosthetic. His throat bobbed. Tears threatened to break through again.

“Captain Brawn… back then… what happened, exactly?”

“Sit down first.” Owen cut him off, his tone easing into something that still carried the old weight of command.

He looked up, caught Elizabeth’s eye across the room, and gave her a smalod. “Ma’am”

Elizabeth had already risen. She’d watched the whole scene unfold, from Onyx’s first desperate shout to open’s caseña sestram, and understood what was going on.

She smiled. “Owen. These are the soldiers from the military detachment delivering equipment to the farm you know zachother ?

She let the question bang

Owen glanced at Onyx “My former subordinate,” he said, smiling

Baxter had materialized nearby, his posture still ramrod straight. His gaze rested on Owen for a beat He gave a short, respecifti nod. “Captain Brawn I’ve heard your name

Owen looked back at him, expression unreadable No need for that I’m not a captain anymore, pist clanner now

Baxter didn’t take the bait. A faint smile tugged at his mouth “Onyx is with me now My apologies thaven (trained him well enough. He’s embarrassed you”

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Chapter 400 Better You Remember Me Whole

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“He was always like this.” Owen’s lips twitched, barely. “He bursts into tears at the drop of a hat. Twenty–something but still acts like a kid. We used to call him the Waterworks Tower‘ behind his back.”

Onyx’s face cycled through indignation and reluctant amusement in rapid succession, before settling into a deep, mortified red. “Captain! You’re telling everyone my business!”

“Now you care about embarrassment?” Owen shot him a sideways look.

Elizabeth stepped in smoothly, her voice warm. “All right, everyone. No more standing around. There’s an empty table over there Sit, catch up. Owen, Linnea, you haven’t eaten yet either, have you? Join us.” She turned to one of the cafeteria ladies nearby. “Ella, pring extra utensils for this table. A few more dishes as well. Put it on my tab.”

You’re too generous,” Linnea said, looking embarrassed. “We can get our own food.”

Not today.” Elizabeth’s smile widened. Her gaze swept from Onyx to the 36.soldiers who had traveled so far, then settled on Owen’s quiet face. “Today is a reunion. That calls for a celebration.”

They moved to the table.

Onyx, Baxter, and a few of the other soldiers who knew Owen took one side. Owen, Linnea, and the farm employees who’d walked n with them took the other.

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