You are transported to the base and in the hustle of healing and reporting you lose track of Caleb. The Reapers do not report to your command. You finally get free and walk to the local bar. Sitting on the stool and letting your thoughts wander you don't notice him approach you. A familiar touch lands on your shoulder. Don't drink to much, pumpkin. I don't want you to puke all over my shirt again.
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