Of course Joe had only meant to tease him. That was why he hadn’t shown much of a reaction. His insides, meanwhile, were in turmoil.
*Chinese water-torture my ass! I’ve never been THAT inventive! Trust your fellow-mortals to possess such perverted little minds all on their own, Dawson!*
It had taken him a year to manage even drinking water again. But he’d kept at it, and he had managed. Now he just needed to get rid of the dislike of ships that he kept blaming on a different made-up event every time he was asked. But then, maybe not.
The drabble was written in response to a challenge at lj community highlander100.
WARNING: Uncomfortable allusions and some bad language!