[ The wall, a standing testimony to near-limitless human stupidity and desperation, and Mako is at best ambivalent to it -- at worst, resentful of the people who championed it -- but it's over now, and Mako is more interested in the way he cuddles up to her like an eager kitten.
Gently lavishing affection on him with soft touches and sweet kisses on his brow, his forehead, his cheek, Mako makes a soft noise of agreement. ]
[It was a stupid project, and Raleigh knew that, signing up to work it. But he had to eat, if he wanted to stay alive and maybe he didn't want to stay alive but he didn't want to die either.]
[ Mako asks curiously -- because no, she wouldn't want that, because that means she leaves before him and he's going to be sad, and she doesn't want to think about that. Mako nuzzles against him, kissing his cheek with a smile. ]
[Honestly, Raleigh is thinking more of the big romantic gesture part of it, and less about how it would mean she was gone and never coming back and how that was something he'd never come back from.
He touches her hair, playing with a piece of it that used to be a deep, royal blue but she stopped dying it a few weeks ago and it's starting to fade and grow out and he both loves it and mourns it.]
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Gently lavishing affection on him with soft touches and sweet kisses on his brow, his forehead, his cheek, Mako makes a soft noise of agreement. ]
A testament of love, hmm?
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Yeah. Maybe I'll build you one some day.
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[ Mako asks curiously -- because no, she wouldn't want that, because that means she leaves before him and he's going to be sad, and she doesn't want to think about that. Mako nuzzles against him, kissing his cheek with a smile. ]
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He touches her hair, playing with a piece of it that used to be a deep, royal blue but she stopped dying it a few weeks ago and it's starting to fade and grow out and he both loves it and mourns it.]
Or maybe just a house. To start with.