i walk the edge and fall but every time you catch me

If the foundation is gone, why doesn’t the building fall?Cody has been there since Rex can remember.He’d been a tiny little cadet, forty pounds soaking wet, angry and dripping all over the tiny closet’s floor. He’d clutched the dull vibroblade so tightly his knuckles had gone white, stared up at the dark silhouette, light blazing around the edges.Cody had pulled him close, carried him to the tiny little bunk room where they’d stared, all four, as he’d gently cleaned the bloody gash, pulled the broken weapon from his hand, wrapped him up in a thin coverlet and a hug until he’d stopped shaking enough to stutter out an answer when Cody had asked him ‘Why?’