[The hike had taken most of the morning. While Earth's gravity was a noticeable share lighter than Barrayar's, altitude and a few months without as rigorous a workout as he got back home...
The small crystal lake they'd found in the mountain valley, halfway to the peak was an inconspicuous stopping place for one who had to contend with such needs as actually able to get exhausted.
As such, he'd watched the changing expressions on Tex's face from incredulousness to outright laughter - just before his own phone went off.
He stared at the message there for quite some time before...
Simply.
Putting it down.
Slowly. As if it might bite. Or somehow pluck his thoughts and send them without him meaning to.]
[ The hike had been perfect and something she'd been sorely missing out on since coming to Earth. It's the most she's smiled since coming to this damn place.
And then the texts from Miles start rolling in and she doesn't bother to hide her reactions. Something must have clicked in his head. At the sound of Aral's phone going off, she glances over at the man and stifles another life. ]
Yeah, yeah it was. Still not sure what's making him ask now, but I think he's going down a list to get an answer.
[He turns that over and returns to where he'd settled, leaning back against the tree. Not exactly without tension, but he'll let her handle inquiries into her own life.]
[ She lets out a heavy sigh as she stares at the comm. ] Yeah.
[ There's another minute or so of waiting as she makes sure Miles is done texting before she moves to sit beside him and passes his comm back. ] I think he's given up, for now.
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The small crystal lake they'd found in the mountain valley, halfway to the peak was an inconspicuous stopping place for one who had to contend with such needs as actually able to get exhausted.
As such, he'd watched the changing expressions on Tex's face from incredulousness to outright laughter - just before his own phone went off.
He stared at the message there for quite some time before...
Simply.
Putting it down.
Slowly. As if it might bite. Or somehow pluck his thoughts and send them without him meaning to.]
Is that what you've been laughing about?
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And then the texts from Miles start rolling in and she doesn't bother to hide her reactions. Something must have clicked in his head. At the sound of Aral's phone going off, she glances over at the man and stifles another life. ]
Yeah, yeah it was. Still not sure what's making him ask now, but I think he's going down a list to get an answer.
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I believe I can guess.
[He's still looking at the comm, brow furrowed.]
You know, most parents have at least fifteen years to brace for these sorts of things...
[OKAY. NO. HE CAN DO THIS.
His texting style is probably downright infuriating to watch. Each letter carefully picked, often picked, backspaced and picked again...]
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Do you want me to send those for you?
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It might be a very familiar expression from a different source.
... It evaporates after a moment and he simply hands it over.]
I suppose just an assertion that I wont be getting in the middle.
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This will be a helluva lot faster. ]
I'll make it clear.
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I'm not sure I wish to know.
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Publish and be damned, I suppose.
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[ There's another minute or so of waiting as she makes sure Miles is done texting before she moves to sit beside him and passes his comm back. ] I think he's given up, for now.
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[Nailed it.]
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not helping
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Too bad. Busy.
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who is this
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why are you with da
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Or does this count as a date too? Sorry, my definition of the word seems out of date with whatever standards you use hundreds of years in the future.
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definitely a date<
are you fucking BOTH of them
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[ Your guess on which one, Miles. ]
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