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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

[Open for text/audio/action/whatever.]

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[abrightboy]

[Doing up his pants, Malcolm pauses and looks up at him.]

It wouldn't matter if it happened to you, either. It cures hurt but not dead. That thing could have snapped my neck or choked me to death before it let go and the healing wouldn't have saved me then. [He leans up to press a tender kiss to Will's mouth.] You saved me.

[empathicfault]

[ Will takes the kiss as his eyes flutter shut. His breathing starts to even out. ]

I'm glad I could.

[ He looks around at the beautiful scenery and pulls Malcolm into another hug. ]

We're gonna have to start remembering that we tend to find the dangerous places. Even if we feel safe together.

[abrightboy]

Maybe we should go to the... shopping part for a bit. Get a cup of coffee or something.

[Speaking into Will's shoulder; fingers fidgeting at a button on his shirt.]

[empathicfault]

That sounds good. Think I saw an elevator tube not too far from here.

[ They were the only things that stood out as obviously not alive. ]

Let's head to the guest ring. We can find someplace a little quieter, maybe.

[ That being said, he's not going to move Malcolm from being attached to him. He'll let Malcolm decide when he's ready for that. ]

[abrightboy]

[When Malcolm does let go, he grabs his boots and pulls them on, then grabs Will’s hand. He still wants to be close.]

Maybe they have some sort of sorbet.