There, standing below a shelf, stood Tyr, covered in pink and lilac bath confetti.

"I was looking for soap. There's blood on my hand." He stated, looking confused.

At the word 'blood' Trance snapped into medic mode and strode forward. She took his hand in her own and saw that a small cut had opened up. She grabbed a towel off a rack with the other and pressed it into the cut, telling him to hold it there. She turned to get a tube of disinfectant from a cabinet when his hand stopped her.

"Don't leave."

Trance's eyes softened. "I'm not leaving. I just need to get something to put on your cut. I'm just going a few steps away, and then right back."

He started to let go of her, and then hesitated.

"I promise, Tyr."

He let go, and she did as promised. Carefully cleaning the cut and covering it with a band aid.

"Now." Trance said, backing up and smiling, "Any chance you remember why you have pink bubble bath ingredients?"

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This place seemed so familiar to him, like he remembered it from a dream. He walked over to the bed and sat down, eyes scanning over everything.

The gold girl, Trance she said her name was, left him. She stood in the room with him as he walked around and answered his questions as much as she could. But she wasn't sure what some thing were, and couldn't explain any of the locked boxes. And wouldn't explain why no one else had come to see him yet.

He felt, sad. Someone was missing. He didn't know why he knew that, he just knew. It felt like there was someone who was supposed to be with him.

He couldn't remember anything. Even this room that he was supposed to have lived in for three years. But he did know that there was a presence missing. And if he could have that presence back, then it would be okay.

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Harper stood in his quarters on the Andromeda. He was supposed to be back working in one of his machine shops, but after the day's earlier events he didn't want to go near any of them.

It was bad enough that he had to find the guy. But to have Tyr staying? This was bad. This was real bad.

"How can Trance trust him so easily?"

"He wasn't lying about his intentions, Harper." A hologram of Rommie appeared in the room in front of him.

"I don't care. I don't want him here!"

"Harper, aren't you being a bit childish?"

"No."

"Well if it makes you feel any better I am monitoring him twenty-four seven. He has been restricted to certain parts of the ship. Any request for privacy mode will be denied."

"Yeah, well that's great. But what happens when Beka comes back and sees him here? Hmm? Did you think of that, Romdoll? How is Beka going to react to seeing that… that… jackass who tore her heart out walking around?"

"Harper, Beka is a big girl. She can take care of herself."

"No she can't! I know we always say that. But she needs help sometimes. And you know she'll never ask for it! I don't want her getting hurt by seeing him here. She just got over him. Why did he have to come back now?"

"I don't know, Harper. But we can try to find out."

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