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Bein' able to. [ He pulls back a little, and for a couple of seconds it looks like he's debating between saying a few different things. But in the end he just offers her a sheepish smile, and strokes her cheek. ]
But I ain't complainin'.
But I ain't complainin'.
[ They smile widened, crinkling at the edges of his eyes, and he pressed a kiss against the top of her hair, mostly because he couldn't reach her lips from that angle. ]
You might live to regret that. Practice is important and I don't take it lightly.
[ Which may be belied a little by how happy he sounded. ]
You might live to regret that. Practice is important and I don't take it lightly.
[ Which may be belied a little by how happy he sounded. ]
Yeah, 'course.
Here's fine, if Naomi don't mind - think I owe her a hug, anyway. Or two.
[ He frowned. ]
Don't think we really left on the best terms, last time I was here.
Here's fine, if Naomi don't mind - think I owe her a hug, anyway. Or two.
[ He frowned. ]
Don't think we really left on the best terms, last time I was here.
Yeah. Don't worry, I will. Don't get me wrong, I was pissed as hell, but -
Well, it's been a long time, now. And she ended up comin' home. [ He frowned, a little confusion crossing his face. ] Or not a long time. Christ, it's hard to keep my thoughts straight.
Well, it's been a long time, now. And she ended up comin' home. [ He frowned, a little confusion crossing his face. ] Or not a long time. Christ, it's hard to keep my thoughts straight.
'Bout six months. She left the Roci the same time you, Prax and Chrisjen did. She kept her share in the Roci, technically, but she said she had other stuff she needed to do.
[ He shrugged, a little awkwardly. ]
Wasn't the same without her. But it wasn't my call.
[ He shrugged, a little awkwardly. ]
Wasn't the same without her. But it wasn't my call.
She came back.
[ He agreed. That was the part that mattered. ]
After we found Mei on Io, he took her back to Ganymede, to help rebuild the station, there.
... Amos just woke up, same as I did. It's an easy bet to assume he's probably givin' this same story to Prax right now.
[ He agreed. That was the part that mattered. ]
After we found Mei on Io, he took her back to Ganymede, to help rebuild the station, there.
... Amos just woke up, same as I did. It's an easy bet to assume he's probably givin' this same story to Prax right now.
[ He knocked on the door, the knock not quite as hard as it had been a few days ago, when almost his entire arm was metal, but not quite as soft as it would be if he was fully recovered. Not that anyone could see it - he wrapped his hands up and kept his jumpsuit zipped up the entire way, the MCRN logo still proud and clear on his chest. That part of him was well kept, even if he was falling into disarray in other ways. ]
It's me. [ He murmured to the door. He knew she didn't really want to see anyone, but he also knew she'd let him in anyway. ]
It's me. [ He murmured to the door. He knew she didn't really want to see anyone, but he also knew she'd let him in anyway. ]
[She doesn't want to see anyone, but as in all things, Alex is an exception. Bobbie finds herself relieved to hear his voice, and there's no point in keeping him out now, not when whatever seems to have infected them is going away. She's still got her hands wrapped, herself, although she's less put together than he is when she answers the door. Her hair is pulled back into a messy ponytail rather than its usual bun, and her jumpsuit is a bit rumpled. To tell the truth, she hasn't had much energy for anything else, and her head is still pounding with the remnants of that nasty fever.]
Hey.
Hey.
[ He offers her a warm, sympathetic smile, his arms laden with cloth for bandages as well as a plate of food. ]
Hope you're hungry. [ He steps in past her, automatically walking over to the sink so he can put the bandages down on the edge, then turning back toward her with the plate. ]
I think it's supposed to be Carbonara.
Hope you're hungry. [ He steps in past her, automatically walking over to the sink so he can put the bandages down on the edge, then turning back toward her with the plate. ]
I think it's supposed to be Carbonara.
Oh, I'm right as rain. [ He smiles, warmly, and it's not that he's lying, exactly, so much as that he means he's feeling better.
He gestures for her to sit, and then hands her the plate - with a fork - before wandering over to start pulling the bandages into strips. ]
Seems everyone is startin' to come round the worst of it, which I'll admit, is a hell of a relief. You feelin' any better?
He gestures for her to sit, and then hands her the plate - with a fork - before wandering over to start pulling the bandages into strips. ]
Seems everyone is startin' to come round the worst of it, which I'll admit, is a hell of a relief. You feelin' any better?
Well, you know. My joints have been so stiff that it's better to keep a move on, anyhow.
[ So yeah, the latter. ]
Wouldn't say no to a little sleep, but. After we get you sorted out.
Alright, one minute. [ He finishes pulling the bandages he was working on, then comes back with a small bundle of them and sits down next to her, putting them in his lap. ]
Gonna have to replace the old ones, Gunny.
Better. Almost looks like it's old self again, but it's still pretty damn stiff. [ He doesn't move to show her, though, and his hand is still wrapped up. At least it's obviously a fresh wrapping. ]
[ He also doesn't move to rush her. Instead he just leans into her as she leans against him, and presses a warm - but scratchy - kiss to her forehead. ] Don't you go worryin' about me. I got off light.
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