Amos makes a noise - Martians tend to be much bigger and taller than Earther, and Bobbie is no exception, and yet she still managed to find one that looks like it belonged on Lopez. It might have been for the ease of pulling it on without having to strain too many bruised parts of her, but Bobbie's a Marine. She's tough, and she definitely isn't one to show weakness.
Amos isn't going to ask it of her. Instead he pushes at the fabric at her shoulders, getting it off her top half. One day, he wants to spar with her, see how much she can give in a ring. One day, he wants her to push him against a wall and tell him exactly what she wants.
Today, he wants her to be treated like the hero she is. She saved them all, on Io - kept them safe. Kept Mei safe.
"Lift your hips," he says, and it doesn't exactly sound like a order. He winks.
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Amos isn't going to ask it of her. Instead he pushes at the fabric at her shoulders, getting it off her top half. One day, he wants to spar with her, see how much she can give in a ring. One day, he wants her to push him against a wall and tell him exactly what she wants.
Today, he wants her to be treated like the hero she is. She saved them all, on Io - kept them safe. Kept Mei safe.
"Lift your hips," he says, and it doesn't exactly sound like a order. He winks.