[Raleigh's quiet, leaning his forehead against hers, listening to her words. She's here, right now, sitting in his lap and wrapping herself up in him and he likes that, but he just-- worries sometimes. Worries that she will come to her senses, that Ben will worm his way into her heart and there won't be fuck all that he can do about it.]
Nothing else.
[Just that he would consider hiring Raleigh again if he left Mako, if he gave her up but that's such a non option, that it doesn't bear repeating.
That was enough, really. I know what he means to you.
[ Raleigh worries far too much. Mako's almost tempted to tell him that, but she doesn't, not yet -- she wants to address his fears, not invalidate them. She is never going to 'come to her senses' when she's saner than a brick about something like this.
Raleigh is the man she wants, the one person she has eyes for. Ben and her might be friends, and they might have plenty to talk about when it comes to the project, but he's no Raleigh. She cradles the back of his head thoughtfully, leaning down to kiss his mouth once, twice, soft and sweet and gentle.
Stacker means the world to her, yes, and it upsets her that they have to disagree so vehemently on something like this, but Mako's always been as stubborn as they come and she's not about to budge.
Mako frowns, clearly not entirely happy about this. ] Do you? [ Do you know what you mean to her, Raleigh? ]
[In all fairness, he has a lot to worry about when it comes to her, if you asked him. Because she's got everything and he literally doesn't have a thing for himself, even if she tries to even that playing field with him, when she can.
He worries because he can't lose her. It's not an acceptable risk.]
[ Because there's only so much Mako can do to even out the playing field, and she can't do that when Raleigh doesn't put himself on that level -- not that she can blame him; he literally has spent years having it beaten out of him and Mako understands it entirely.
They've come a long, long way, and the journey had been rough -- because they are essentially two very different people from two very different worlds. Mako softens, regarding him. ]
[They really have come a long way from the day that Chuck tossed him at her with a laugh. They're not the same people but oh, sometimes it's just hard. Hard for Raleigh to shake what was beaten into his head and he reverts back to that same sex slave who keeps his mouth shut and his head down and does what he's told, pleases when he's needed.
Even right now, he struggles to meet her gaze completely head on, looking more at her cheek than meeting her eyes.]
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Nothing else.
[Just that he would consider hiring Raleigh again if he left Mako, if he gave her up but that's such a non option, that it doesn't bear repeating.
That was enough, really. I know what he means to you.
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Raleigh is the man she wants, the one person she has eyes for. Ben and her might be friends, and they might have plenty to talk about when it comes to the project, but he's no Raleigh. She cradles the back of his head thoughtfully, leaning down to kiss his mouth once, twice, soft and sweet and gentle.
Stacker means the world to her, yes, and it upsets her that they have to disagree so vehemently on something like this, but Mako's always been as stubborn as they come and she's not about to budge.
Mako frowns, clearly not entirely happy about this. ] Do you? [ Do you know what you mean to her, Raleigh? ]
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He worries because he can't lose her. It's not an acceptable risk.]
Do I what?
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[ Because there's only so much Mako can do to even out the playing field, and she can't do that when Raleigh doesn't put himself on that level -- not that she can blame him; he literally has spent years having it beaten out of him and Mako understands it entirely.
They've come a long, long way, and the journey had been rough -- because they are essentially two very different people from two very different worlds. Mako softens, regarding him. ]
Do you know who you are to me, Raleigh?
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Even right now, he struggles to meet her gaze completely head on, looking more at her cheek than meeting her eyes.]
Course I do.