Hades Quinn was not sure if he could call himself human anymore. He had one robot leg, it made him half man, quarter machine. Sometimes, when he felt the cybernetic limb and when it spoke to him, he thought he was dreaming. And sometimes, he wondered what had happened to his real leg.
Had Sunshine cut it off with a sow. Had she smashed it to smithereens with he gigantic hammer? Where was she keeping the limb? Did he even want to know?
Those questions plagued him in quiet moments and they did so at this very moment as he raced around the dirt field which was used for training. He thought about his wife's awakening. Would it change things between them now?
And he thought about the little kiss on his cheek. The cold feeling was gone, but while it lasted it had been like an imprint of her lips on his cheek.
He tripped over something and fell down, breathing in some dirt.
