[He notices the tiredness in her face and it tugs at him. Makes him wish he was there.
What he'd do if he was there, he's not sure but he can't help but feel he could help, if only he was there.
She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself, he knows that. He just likes the moments when he can instead.
But he doesn't mention it because he doesn't want their conversation to go that way and it won't change anything. Instead he gives the interior of her mech that he can see another long look, memorizing it and his eyes come back to her face. Her messy hair he'd love to get his fingers in. Her smile.]
Space is busy. Really busy. We cracked Zarkon's army but there's - so much of it in so many corners of so many places and without him, they're all doing things their own way. Good and bad. [He doesn't hold back from her, doesn't try to hide things he's involved in. He doesn't want to. Even if he knows that he's probably using a lot of names and situations he's never told her about before so they won't exactly make sense. For a second, something moves over his eyes as he adds:] Still haven't even gotten close to Hagar and the druids.
[He exhales, smiles, and the shadows are gone as he fills his eyes with her again. His hand moves, touches the edge of the screen and its his mech hand, no hesitation or holding it back.] Have I told you how good it is to see you yet?
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What he'd do if he was there, he's not sure but he can't help but feel he could help, if only he was there.
She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself, he knows that. He just likes the moments when he can instead.
But he doesn't mention it because he doesn't want their conversation to go that way and it won't change anything. Instead he gives the interior of her mech that he can see another long look, memorizing it and his eyes come back to her face. Her messy hair he'd love to get his fingers in. Her smile.]
Space is busy. Really busy. We cracked Zarkon's army but there's - so much of it in so many corners of so many places and without him, they're all doing things their own way. Good and bad. [He doesn't hold back from her, doesn't try to hide things he's involved in. He doesn't want to. Even if he knows that he's probably using a lot of names and situations he's never told her about before so they won't exactly make sense. For a second, something moves over his eyes as he adds:] Still haven't even gotten close to Hagar and the druids.
[He exhales, smiles, and the shadows are gone as he fills his eyes with her again. His hand moves, touches the edge of the screen and its his mech hand, no hesitation or holding it back.] Have I told you how good it is to see you yet?