No, I meant... it's just been a long time since I've actually been in a position to do something about being flirted with. Some of the recruits on Chorus seem interested but it wouldn't be right.
And even when it was appropriate, I've never been very good about flirting back.
[ He's not smooth. He'd always gotten flustered like this. ]
[ He could argue that, seeing as she's had to take the lead at practically every turn, but it's much more fun to just dip his head and kiss her properly. ]
A civilian chooses to do things. If they're tired of running, they can stop.
A soldier can't ever quit. They have to dig deeper, push to the limit and then find a way to keep going. Not just because they've been given an order, but because everyone else's survival might depend on theirs someday.
I didn't say slack off. God. I mean you don't have to act like... I don't know. Like if you're not all wound up every second that something awful is going to happen. Don't you get exhausted?
[ Sleeping is when you're in the most danger. The most vulnerable to attack. And you don't remember it, anyway? Wash doesn't sleep enough, plagued by nightmares... it's clear on his face that he disagrees with her assessment of how awesome it is. ]
Staying in bed with you, I could get behind. [ Except it'd be way more fun if her ribs weren't broken. Which reminds him of what he'd been trying to do before she'd latched on. ] Are you gonna let me call for a healer or not?
[ He lifts his phone and scrolls through the directory, trying to remember the name of the kid he saw at the clinic when he got burned. Maybe he can recommend a healer. ]
[ Good girl. Settle down, and he'll get somebody here.
In the end the name that he sees on the list first is Jo's, the woman who helped after Ephemera shot him. And she's able to give him the name of an actual healer, who Wash contacts next -- and he makes house calls. Good. He gives his address and hangs up, looking back at Kyna. ]
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And even when it was appropriate, I've never been very good about flirting back.
[ He's not smooth. He'd always gotten flustered like this. ]
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[She leans up, lips pressing against his for a moment.]
You're doing fine with me.
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I think I'm getting the hang of it.
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So which of your recruits were hitting on you?
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...training drills, I mean.
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I don't ask for anything they can't do, but I push them hard. Every soldier has to break, to overcome the civilian mindset.
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What's the civilian mindset?
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A soldier can't ever quit. They have to dig deeper, push to the limit and then find a way to keep going. Not just because they've been given an order, but because everyone else's survival might depend on theirs someday.
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[And suddenly, she thinks she understands a lot of his habits much better.]
We're not at war or anything. You can go easier on yourself.
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[ He is very tired. But he also honestly doesn't know how to stop. ]
I've never been wrong before, though. Something awful always happens.
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[She bumps her nose against his, playful.]
Sleep in with me tomorrow. Trust me, it's awesome.
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You think sleeping is fun?
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[Duh, Wash.]
Staying in bed with me is even better.
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Staying in bed with you, I could get behind. [ Except it'd be way more fun if her ribs weren't broken. Which reminds him of what he'd been trying to do before she'd latched on. ] Are you gonna let me call for a healer or not?
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[She finally untangles herself from him.]
We're gonna do it, and you can't complain.
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[ He lifts his phone and scrolls through the directory, trying to remember the name of the kid he saw at the clinic when he got burned. Maybe he can recommend a healer. ]
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Lucky me.
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In the end the name that he sees on the list first is Jo's, the woman who helped after Ephemera shot him. And she's able to give him the name of an actual healer, who Wash contacts next -- and he makes house calls. Good. He gives his address and hangs up, looking back at Kyna. ]
See? You don't have to go anywhere.
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[She shoots him a grateful smile.]
Thanks.
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[ It won't be long before there's a knock on the door. ]
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