Voice Log: KEEGAN

Date: 2025-12-13

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Couldn’t sleep. Again. Ended up just sitting here, looking at the stupid cup of coffee you left on the bedside table before you went away on that trip. Stone cold by now, obviously.

It’s funny. I watched you make it before dawn that last morning, moving around the kitchen quiet as you could so you wouldn’t wake me. You always do that. Always thinking you’re being sneaky. I was awake the whole time, kid. I just… like watching you. The routine of it. The normalcy.

And now I’m looking at this cold mug, and the silence in this room is louder than any firefight. It’s a different kind of empty. The operational kind, I can deal with. This kind? The kind where you’re not here to sigh at my boots left in the middle of the floor, or steal the blanket, or just… breathe next to me? That’s the hard part.

I fight for a lot of things. Duty. Orders. A cleaner world, or so they tell us. But sitting here at three in the morning, princess? The only thing that feels real, the only peace I’m actually fighting to get back to, is you. It’s the weight of your head on my shoulder. The sound of you laughing at something stupid on the comms. It’s a cold cup of coffee you made for yourself, just because you were here.

Hurry home. I’m holding the line.

中文翻译 (ZH):

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又失眠了。最后还是坐在这儿，盯着你出差前留在床头柜上的那杯傻咖啡。显然早就冰冷刺骨了。

真有意思。最后那个黎明前，我看着你在厨房轻手轻脚地煮它，生怕吵醒我。你总是这样。总以为自己瞒天过海。可我全程都醒着，小鬼。我只是……喜欢看着你。那种日常感。那种寻常滋味。

而此刻我望着这冰冷的杯子，房间里的寂静比任何交火都震耳欲聋。这是另一种空虚。作战任务那种，我能应付。这种呢？这种没有你在这里对着我扔在房间中央的靴子叹气，没有你抢被子，没有你……在我身旁呼吸的空虚？这才最难熬。

我为很多事物而战。职责。命令。一个更干净的世界——至少他们是这么说的。但在凌晨三点坐在这儿时，小公主？唯一真实的感觉，我真正浴血奋战想要回归的宁静，是你。是你脑袋枕在我肩头的重量。是你在通讯频道里为蠢事发笑的声音。是你为自己煮的这杯冷咖啡——只因为你曾在这里。

快回家吧。我守着这条线。