[ The fact Max lets it is probably a bad sign. But he doesn't move as the blanket is wrapped around him, doesn't even make a snide comment about it.
The smell immediately reminds him of all the teas that Ava had made specifically for the aroma. Which almost makes him panic again because she'd seen him when he....
Fortunately Murderbot starts talking and he can focus on that and try to push everything else out of the way.
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The smell immediately reminds him of all the teas that Ava had made specifically for the aroma. Which almost makes him panic again because she'd seen him when he....
Fortunately Murderbot starts talking and he can focus on that and try to push everything else out of the way.
He does like chamomile though....]
What is it? What did I do to myself?
[ And how can he never do it again. ]