[ And speaking of old habits, she knows how he doesn't handle it at all, and Mako bites her lip briefly -- he's forgotten how tender Raleigh is, how emotional he can be, and maybe a part of her has forgotten how much she loves him. How truly, how deeply; how she would do anything for him. She pauses, and sets the bottle of whiskey on the floor, the kit on her lap, as is the needle and the lighter, together with the floss. ]
Could you set a kettle to boil? [ She asks quietly. ] Please make me some tea?
[ A distraction, to keep him occupied while she tends to her wounds. She'd seen the look on his face, she'd seen the way his knuckles turn white -- the last thing she wants to do is to expose him to more of this. Protective? Hell yes, she's just as protective of him, too. ]
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[ And speaking of old habits, she knows how he doesn't handle it at all, and Mako bites her lip briefly -- he's forgotten how tender Raleigh is, how emotional he can be, and maybe a part of her has forgotten how much she loves him. How truly, how deeply; how she would do anything for him. She pauses, and sets the bottle of whiskey on the floor, the kit on her lap, as is the needle and the lighter, together with the floss. ]
Could you set a kettle to boil? [ She asks quietly. ] Please make me some tea?
[ A distraction, to keep him occupied while she tends to her wounds. She'd seen the look on his face, she'd seen the way his knuckles turn white -- the last thing she wants to do is to expose him to more of this. Protective? Hell yes, she's just as protective of him, too. ]