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[oorah]

(𝙪𝙣:𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙜) 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩, 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 & 𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉.

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[oorah]

[ he closes his eyes when their faces slot together. something lurches behind his breastbone, something he hasn't felt since the start of this weird weird day. he wraps his free hand around her back, kissing her temple before resting back against her again. ]

I didn't mean to stay away.

[underachievement]

I get it. [ she mutters against his cheek where she means to kiss him. in speaking, the opportunity escapes her. she can feel one or both dogs nudging at her shins. or slapping them with a tail. ] Is Kamala okay with... [ him coming back ] Does she know?

[oorah]

Yeah. [ his voice is gravelly, but even. she had seemed upset this morning though he still can't place why. for some reason he thinks it has something to do with his color swap than their fight last week. ] We're okay. I think. [ both hands close around her tightly now, laying his head on her shoulder. ]

[underachievement]

[ Jess chuckles, meaning for it to sound more sarcastic than it does. ]

She is way too good for us.

[oorah]

[ her same laugh bubbles up his throat, resting against her and ignoring bruno tugging at his pants leg. ]

You can say that again. [ there's a beat before he follows it up with something he knows he should probably keep to himself. ] I think about it, every so often, when you told me to stay away from her and all the kids.

[underachievement]

[ her slightly canted head straightens. as ever, Reims calls her to attention. currently, though, it's not putting her on alert. possibly due to the more pressing danger in her hands and around her wrist. ]

Good advice. Even I couldn't follow it a hundred percent of the time.

[oorah]

It was good advice. [ he agrees, impossibly soft. she might have to push him away at this rate if she wants him to back off. he seems content to cling for as long as he's allowed. ] But I think you knew I couldn't do it anyway.

[underachievement]

We've really screwed her over. [ Jess won't deny the affection in her tone overwhelms the remorse of her statement. there's another press of a nose in behind her knee. she relents and addresses the dogs, ] And you guys. All ten thousand of you.

[oorah]

[ he chuckles at that, finally letting her go and looking down at the dogs. they are seriously not impressed with their parents rn and frank can't say he blames them. ] And yet we're somehow better than more than half of the nutbags around here. You ever get the feeling like... if that clone thing is true, some of these guys are off?

[underachievement]

Guys like Mark? [ his name bears a unique inflection, like an upbeat expletive thanks to the sharp K. ]

[oorah]

[ his eyes widen a little, and he ends up tipping his head to concede the suggestion. ] Yeah... like him.

[underachievement]

Maybe that's what going native looks like. [ a sporadic, inexorable decline towards Constancehood. ] Or yeah, maybe they're defects, or planted here by the Over-holes to keep an eye on the experiment. [ Jess isn't dismissive of the notion but today it's even less parsable in the magnitude of its scope. it's a good way to drive yourself crazy. she shrugs one shoulder with a bemused squint ] Luckily I only trust two people.