[ It's the smile, that finally makes that twisted knot in his stomach ease. Like he's done something right, for once, interpreted something correctly, despite her words. He gives her a sheepish smile in return, but can't quite pull his hands away. ]
Sorry.
[ He's not very sorry at all. The smile warms, crinkling at the edges of his eyes. ]
Got a little carried away.
Sorry.
[ He's not very sorry at all. The smile warms, crinkling at the edges of his eyes. ]
Got a little carried away.
[ She's too close, now, for Alex to be able to make out her face, but that's okay.
He gently runs his thumb across her cheek, the softest caress, but he doesn't try to kiss her again. ]
I ain't going anywhere, Gunny. [ Gently, warmly. Far more confidently than he had been. ] Whatever you decide you want or don't want - I'll still be here.
He gently runs his thumb across her cheek, the softest caress, but he doesn't try to kiss her again. ]
I ain't going anywhere, Gunny. [ Gently, warmly. Far more confidently than he had been. ] Whatever you decide you want or don't want - I'll still be here.
[ It's a relieved happiness that floods him, and in that moment it honestly doesn't matter if she ever wants to kiss him again or not. He'd been so afraid of losing her completely, and he was pretty sure, now, that he wasn't going to.
Everything was going to be okay.
He let his hands drop so he could hug her back, warm and tight. ]
Wouldn't want it any other way.
Everything was going to be okay.
He let his hands drop so he could hug her back, warm and tight. ]
Wouldn't want it any other way.
[ He gives her another good squeeze, the relieved happiness suffusing down to his very bones. ]
Well then we better get you somethin' to eat, soldier.
Well then we better get you somethin' to eat, soldier.
un: tekimang (after the music stops and everybody finally gets some sleep)
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tekimetexeng
2018-07-16 12:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Bobbie, do you have a minute? There's something I want to ask you.
Maybe in person would be better. Are you in your room right now?
[ This is probably a warning sign that she might not want to have this conversation. ]
[ This is probably a warning sign that she might not want to have this conversation. ]
Something a bit strange happened with Alex. I was hoping you could shed some light on it.
I think so. He wasn't making much sense, though.
forward dated to morning of the 21st, 48 hours after Alex's disappearance
donkeyballs
2018-07-20 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Amos had wandered off, but Alex was still feeling pretty disoriented, and he wasn't totally sure he was up to wandering around the decks, yet. Instead, he stripped down his jumpsuit to his waist so that he could get a good look at the healing fork stab wound on his arm. It had already healed up a lot, on the Behemoth, but it looked like almost nothing more than a scar, now. It was still sore, though, and he winced a little as he moved his arm around. ]
[Bobbie's been camped out in the med bay since she found out Alex climbed into one of the pods for some god forsaken reason, but eventually she has to eat. She isn't gone long--just enough time to grab some food and come back, but when she does, Alex is there, out of the pod and awake. She's so shocked she nearly drops the plate she's holding.]
Alex? What--
[She cuts herself off when she sees the scar on his arm. It looks recent. Bobbie dumps the plate on a nearby chair and crosses the last of the space between them, reaching for his arm automatically.]
What the hell happened?
Alex? What--
[She cuts herself off when she sees the scar on his arm. It looks recent. Bobbie dumps the plate on a nearby chair and crosses the last of the space between them, reaching for his arm automatically.]
What the hell happened?
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