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[diamondhack]

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[diamondhack]

[She kisses the edge of his lips.] You know I don't mean it. Mostly.

[wethrinaer]

Mostly. [he turns his head, though, and sits up enough to kiss her properly - quickly - before laying back down]

[diamondhack]

[She settles in more properly next to him, halfway sprawling as if this is indeed her own throne.

He is, decidedly, more comfortable than he ought to be.] I should probably be going. [She's obviously making no move to do so, but somehow she thinks Warriorhead will spring a mission on her or the rest of the team in the dead of night.] As much as I don't want to.

[wethrinaer]

Well, I'm not going to make you.

[he says, helpfully. Not that he'd be much conversation later on; his voice was already back on its way to fading again, and it'd be terrible if he couldn't talk during a mission. Well, maybe not terrible, but inconvenient. Either way, though]

[diamondhack]

You're so helpful.

[She wouldn't mind the silence, honestly. She has half a mind to fall asleep right now.]

[wethrinaer]

[he just smiles at her, wide and innocent]

[diamondhack]

[She just gives him a look before closing her eyes.

Sorry she's crashing out here.]

[wethrinaer]

[please, as if he actually minds]