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Jamie felt a slight bit relievd seeing Morrison closing his eyes following his words, naively believing he was praying like he said. He let go of the towel for Morrison to take. "i-i'm not a b-baby... I never cry a-as much when i was with the villagers." He sobbed anyway and tears continued to flow down when he spiralled down the vortex of guilt.

Hearing Morrison's words was a straw to a drowning man, and Jamie clutched onto it for dear life. He nodded frantically at his words. "yes, yes, whatever I do to get forgiveness... and once i got yours, I can work towards getting god's forgiveness... i will do whatever you want me to. you just have to tell me." the young man looked at Morrison with hopeful eyes, his sincerity showing through the innocent face of his. "and, a-and.. i will try to be a good father to.... the little one." he bit his lip and with trembling hands, he touched the rounded belly of Morrisons.'

"Are you feeling any discomfort?" he asked, tilting his head when he saw the large cut that was beginning to heal on the side of Morrison's body. "y-you hurt in anyway?" he said already scrutnizing the cut, nodding to himself when he could see no signs of re-opning of the wound, despite the fighting they had done. "a-and... what now." he squirmed, moving a slight bit away from the corpe on the floor.