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Nathan held out a hand to accept the offering from his partner. The cup went straight to his lips and he was pleased to find that the drink contained enough caffeine and sugar to animate a fossil, it was just what he needed after getting less than two hours sleep and he took a second sip before focusing on his partner.
“Bless you, Georgie,” he said, now that he was awake enough to utter something more intelligible than a sleep-filled grunt. “I feel almost human now.”
“Maybe this will get you the rest of the way there.” Georgie held out a paper bag, which she opened to reveal a hot bacon and egg sandwich and a Belgian bun.
Nathan’s stomach grumbled at the smell of the bacon, though his mind baulked at the thought of food. It had been like that for him since he lost his family; his bra
