Poe stood outside the Underworld, feeling anxiety wash over him. He hadn't really talked to Mahmud since... the last time. They were still friends, of course, but it didn't make it easier. He shifted his weight, clenching his hands. His temporary leg was stiff and uncomfortable and a little uneven, the robotics all stripped away for a simple, usable prosthetic while he had to re-do all the mechanical bits to get it working again. He had really made a mistake, getting banged up like that in such a crucial moment.
But that's why he wanted to talk to Mahmud again. To practice with him. Surely he'd understand how Poe felt, more than any other troll would? Poe rubbed the friendship bracelet at his wrist, and mentally amended. Almost any other troll.
"Mahmud?" he called, looking for him outside. Maybe he was inside, and he'd have to go in to try and find him...
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