my heart's on fire—anditsdefinitelynotbecauseofyou

Nairn looked shocked, when she declared 'no funny business'. Meg! You wound me so. I am a gentleman. He rolled his eyes, and pressed a kiss to her temple. You gonna worry about me, all the time, now? He settled his hands above her knees, fingers idly tracing shapes.

I'm certain there are things that I can do without stressing the mech out. He ran one hand up the back of her leg, humming thoughtfully. Mmm. Yes. He quietly agreed with himself, lips curling into a smile. What I've got in mind for you, you'll like. A promise, and he let a calm, gentle silence envelope them for a bit. Somewhere in the room, a clock indicated the time.

Dinner time.

We should grab dinner in the mess hall. Let me introduce you to old and new friends, hm? They'll all be wonderin' why I'm smiling. It was also safer to introduce her to the new souls, personally, lest they assume she was to be hazed and treated like fresh meat.