[He steps sideways into her and leans half his weight into her shoulder, like pushing her off the road in such an inefficient way would a) work or b) do anything.]
Come on, it sounds like weird alien porn when you say it like that.
[Carolina gets herself off the road that time, having to bend over to keep her balance while laughing. Barked like a fox, her laughter rings loud, and she can't remember the last time she laughed like this.]
[D-2 looks from Carolina to York, then raises her hands to blink an answer back to them in the Elgyemic language of light patterns. Obviously neither of them can understand it, but she accompanies the message with a psychic nudge: a questioning feeling and an impression of warm laughter, as if to ask, 'Okay, but you're both happy, aren't you?']
[He's always loved her at sunset, with the last of the light threading gold through her hair, fire before the night. The moment of transition: day giving way to twilight, the future blooming from the past. She stood there at that brink and looked ahead, and he would follow, eyes open.]
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[How long can you keep her from saying it, york]
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[It's coming. He knows it is. He braces himself for his inevitable fate.]
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[There it is. She can't help it. She has to laugh.]
You?
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[He steps sideways into her and leans half his weight into her shoulder, like pushing her off the road in such an inefficient way would a) work or b) do anything.]
Come on, it sounds like weird alien porn when you say it like that.
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[She's still snickering under her breath, not at all bothered by the shove. She deserved it, totally, but York totally deserves this.]
I didn't know that about you, York. Good to hear about your preferences.
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[Massive eyeroll.
God, Carolina, he's not Tucker.Why is this where he has laid his affections.He heaves an exaggerated sigh.]
Well, you know, it got lonely out there, just me and D...
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Cut it out.
[It's her turn to give him a shove.]
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I thought you wanted to hear about my preferences, Champ.
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[But she's still all smiles, in her voice and on her face. Ah, if only she had her visor to hide it. ]
You're setting a bad example for Delta Two.
{Gosh.]
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Naw, I'm setting a precedent for honesty and communication in her future relationships. Same for Stripes. You can thank me later.
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[She rolls her eyes, looking to D-2 and pointing at York.]
He's a bad example. Remember that.
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That kind of feeling... yes, D-2's right. That's what she's feeling.]
Not sure what kind of answer you're goin' for, kid, but... we'll go with yeah.
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York chuckles and falls into step beside Carolina again.]
You are, huh?
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[It's been a while since she's felt like this, anyway. But a Church can't not argue, apparently.]
You got a problem with that?
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[He's always loved her at sunset, with the last of the light threading gold through her hair, fire before the night. The moment of transition: day giving way to twilight, the future blooming from the past. She stood there at that brink and looked ahead, and he would follow, eyes open.]
I'm good.