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[godofdust]

Ah hah, well then.

[That sounds like a good thing rather than something to worry about, but before she can move to get up he asks her that question and she settles back into place, giving his hair another light pet.]

Mm... You've had a very rough day, and whether you were afraid or not, I think that someone who has had that kind of day deserves a little bit of comfort. [Gently, she tucks his hair behind his ear.] And I would dare say I have grown rather fond of you.

[forkeroni]

Trust me. [He started with a slight huff, working himself upright and making sure not to move his arm as it was still in the process of being repaired.] I've had worse days than this.

[Much worse. But, her last sentence had him sputtering slightly and he felt his cheeks even begin to warm. Why was a cyborg who couldn't cry be able to blush? Who knows, aside from that cheeky mechanic having a sense of humor probably.]

F-Fond o' me?

[godofdust]

[As he moves she clicks her tongue and fusses, propping a few cushions under his elbow so his shoulder isn't carrying any weight. Can't have everything being supported by a few wires and tubes, undoing all her hard work!

Then she looks at him and laughs, his surprise at her fondness of him bringing a spark of genuine joy, and she gently pats him on the head.]

Of course, sweetheart. What, do you think I put in this kind of work for just anybody?

[forkeroni]

W-Well, no! But I...

[Boothill wasn't sure what to say to that. He allowed her to fuss over his arm, taking those few minutes to consider his next words.]

I ain't nobody to be fond of.

[He had friends and acquaintances, of course. He teamed up with that Knight of Beauty a few times now and even earned himself a six hour lecture once. He had enjoyed working with Dan Heng and now lived with him here in Ellipsa but... thinking someone was fond of him was just not something he considered.]

[godofdust]

Nonsense.

[She smiles at him and then pushes herself up straight, moving off to get the wine and a glass. Since there's still work to do she won't be partaking herself, though she does get herself some water.

Osmanthus wine had been a favourite of Morax's when she was still alive and she had been lucky enough to be able to procure it here, but he doesn't think he'd mind her using some for this.]

Now, here you go. [Guizhong offers him the glass.] You can tell me when to stop pouring.