Day 2 - Childhood
Day 1 - Family
It took just a minute for Kaidan to find the right way to sit in the small chair left beside the little turian girl’s hospital bed: his heavy armor made him clatter clumsily. He finally decided to plop into it awkwardly and play it off as a joke.
It was the right choice–the girl tried to bury her giggling in the blanket pulled up the way up to her chin.
“Oof! It’s okay! No need to call the nurses! I’m fine!” he waved hysterically, and that earned an outright guffaw. “And what’s your name?”
“Juryte,” she peeped.
Kaidan had had kids climbing all over him all morning at his charity visit to the T’orah Mijel Memorial Children’s Hospital, and at least a dozen kids were still making a ruckus outside the door to Juryte’s isolation room, waiting for him to come back out. Most of the kids in isolation rooms had been shy and sheepish, and Juryte was no exception, but Kaidan was getting used to what would get them talking.
“You’ve got a beautiful room, Juryte! I love how you’ve decorated it.”
“Thanks, I hate the hospital.” She rose up slightly from underneath her cacoon of blankets.
“I get what you mean, when I was a kid, I was always in the hospital!”
“Well, I was always hurting myself. Later on I had really nasty headaches,” he told her covertly, and she listened with wide-eyes. “I was always in for tests and scans and check-ups. Bleh. Was always ready to leave. I made some good friends though…”
He found out all about how how Juryte’s parents had died in Sovereign’s attack three years ago (he steered the conversation away from that) and that her uncle was taking care of her now, and all about how she liked to build model ships.
“Which one’s your favorite?” he asked, pointing to the ships lined up near the window. When she pointed one out, he pulled it over biotically.
“That’s so cool!” she squealed. “I wish I was a biotic!”
“Ha, well, mine didn’t start up till I was just about your age…”
“Really? I hope I have them.”
Kaidan smiled. Turian biotics were feared, the culture was terribly suspicious of them. And they were plenty rare. But the same could be said about human biotics too. Kaidan’s biotics had been a burden hanging over his head since he was this girl’s age, but to Juryte, they were awesome. Not something to be hated or feared.
“Y’know,” he said lightly, taking tiny Juryte’s hand in his. “The guy who taught me biotics was a turian…”