Carter's eyes opened, and almost immediately he whirled in bed to try and grab Kairi's hand. Where was she, she was gone, was she okay...that poor girl, all alone with nothing but a little sword that she probably didn't know how to use. That just wasn't fair. The young sergeant sat up, yawning out of habit and scratching his head. At least he'd gotten some dog biscuits out of it, if he ever wound up in the kennel again he'd try and feed some of those poor trapped animals.
"Breakfast?" he asked the nurse eagerly, only to be met with a choice of chapel or sun room. Wow. He hadn't been to church in...it felt like years. Probably not proper church since he'd left America, and nobody at Stalag 13 seemed interested in doing any praying when people weren't shooting at them. He'd fallen out of the habit of even saying his prayers at night. But surely this would be a chance to catch up! He might even see Kairi and then he could tell her more about America and Christianity (because natives didn't know that kind of thing) and he could make sure she wasn't too shook up by all that jumping around.
Except the chapel wasn't really...a chapel. Carter wandered, confused, until he found someone sitting alone and crouched by their pew. "Do you think they're renovating?" he whispered, throwing a bewhildered glance towards the stained glass windows. "There's sort of...pieces missing, out of the chapel." Where were all the crosses?
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"Breakfast?" he asked the nurse eagerly, only to be met with a choice of chapel or sun room. Wow. He hadn't been to church in...it felt like years. Probably not proper church since he'd left America, and nobody at Stalag 13 seemed interested in doing any praying when people weren't shooting at them. He'd fallen out of the habit of even saying his prayers at night. But surely this would be a chance to catch up! He might even see Kairi and then he could tell her more about America and Christianity (because natives didn't know that kind of thing) and he could make sure she wasn't too shook up by all that jumping around.
Except the chapel wasn't really...a chapel. Carter wandered, confused, until he found someone sitting alone and crouched by their pew. "Do you think they're renovating?" he whispered, throwing a bewhildered glance towards the stained glass windows. "There's sort of...pieces missing, out of the chapel." Where were all the crosses?