[ Piloting Black is easy, these days; it's like riding a bike, like coming home after a long trip and knowing where everything is, all the nooks and crannies. It's comfortable and easy in a way many things aren't these days. That said, he lets her handle the slide back into the hangar, his mind too occupied with the flurry of thoughts to handle piloting right now. When he reaches for one of the switches, she doesn't quite chastise him, but he does get the very real impression of don't, as she settles into the hangar gracefully.
Well, then. He can't just hide out in her so he blows out a breath and comes out of Black, eyes sweeping over Matt. Some part of him still can't believe it's real. That he's real - real, and whole and alive right in front of him. There's an endless amount of things to talk about but mostly, he's grateful to just have him there to worry about talking over things with. ]
A drink sounds great.
[ The honesty, helps, too. He's dated people before, he's been the one texted at a weird hour to hang out or do more; the Garrison meant that weird hours were a given. Thing is, things are different, now. There's a whole slew of complications none of them foresaw. ]
Do you mind if we make a stop at my room, first? I should change out of armor.
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Well, then. He can't just hide out in her so he blows out a breath and comes out of Black, eyes sweeping over Matt. Some part of him still can't believe it's real. That he's real - real, and whole and alive right in front of him. There's an endless amount of things to talk about but mostly, he's grateful to just have him there to worry about talking over things with. ]
A drink sounds great.
[ The honesty, helps, too. He's dated people before, he's been the one texted at a weird hour to hang out or do more; the Garrison meant that weird hours were a given. Thing is, things are different, now. There's a whole slew of complications none of them foresaw. ]
Do you mind if we make a stop at my room, first? I should change out of armor.