Chapter 82: Hey Bestie
As much as Kellen was stressed about what he had discovered, he was still excited to see what Taylor had ready for him. He was a little jittery while heading down to the medical bay. Getting out of the elevator full of other members of the Guild, Kellen headed for her office.
Knocking on her door, Taylor hollered for him to come in and Kellen found that she wasn’t alone. Miro was in the office again, hooked up the same machine he had been hooked up to last time. Taylor had her head down and was typing away at her keyboard. Miro was blinking, his head drooping as he sat in his chair, clearly fighting sleep. He gave Kellen a sleepy nod in greeting while Taylor grinned when she looked up.
"Oh hey Bestie. So glad to see you could join us." Kellen felt his cheeks heat.
"I was really hoping you weren’t going to bring that up." Her smile didn’t dim as she spun and grabbed a small folder she had set aside behind her. She handed it over, her blue eyes shifting to green to glance over Kellen’s body. Always working, always on the clock. That was Taylor.
"I absolutely will not. I am not going to drop it. I am never going to drop it. Since I found out the truth, you better be in for a love brigade from yours truly, Bestie." She winked, her eyes fading back to blue while Kellen groaned. It was a threat, and she wasn’t one to go back on her words. She chuckled. "Now, here’s the information. I made it into a nice little spreadsheet for ya. A reminder, I will want to continue our sessions for the next week, and maybe longer. You are a new case so it’s my job to keep an eye on you. Of course, you can say no if you’d like, but I’ll make sure that the Captain wants to continue." Taylor’s smile reached her eyes and Kellen shivered. He didn’t understand why she was being this way, until he opened the file.
Glancing over the numbers and words, his head swam for a moment before everything began to click together. His eyes went wide as he stared at the spreadsheet Taylor had made. Over the last week, Kellen’s guiding had been mostly consistent. He’d been able to maintain a solid average, right around his normal rate, if not a little lower. What surprised him the most was how much the guiding cost. The simple hand holding, the most basic level of guiding, cost about 3000 calories. More than the average intake of calories for a regular human male.
Kellen’s Father ate more than that a day, but he’d been doing that for years to maintain his wife. How much was Kellen going to have to eat to maintain the Captain?
He began flipping through the papers when Taylor spoke up.
"You and the Captain haven’t done any higher level guiding yet, have you?" Her tone was professional, and Kellen fought to keep a straight face.