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[markthree]

Well, I wondered when you would decide to let me see some more action. You've certainly been prolonging the inevitable.

[ She's smiling, her tone low and jovial and oh so very amused. ]

I'm just surprised it took seeing another jaeger to make this happen.

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[bigblondmotherhen]

[ he pulls back a little after her hold around him tightens, because he's familiar with the kind of embrace that clings because you're afraid the person might go.

raleigh had been like that, on nights after takedowns had kept the feedback loop between them humming and strong; where the only thing to make the separation easier was touch because a part of you reels from your copilot being gone from the place reserved for them in your head. ]

Hey, [ he murmurs, one hand coming up to tip Gipsy's chin so that they're looking at each other again. ] I'm not going anywhere.

[markthree]

[ Gipsy swallows thickly -- oh, she knows that feedback loop, what it's like to leave the Drift and be left starving for that personal touch, the curve of someone around your body, the need for your co-pilot's touch and simple presence.

Except -- she, as a jaeger, could never truly have it. She was left constantly craving it, constantly wanting and needing and desperate for some sort of contact only to have it pulled when her pilots disconnected.

Gipsy lived for the moments that her boys entered the Drift. When she lost Yancy, a part of her died, too. ]

Hey. [ Her voice is quiet, a little choked and he forces her to look at him so she does, eyes searching his to make sure that he's telling her the truth, that he really is here to stay, that somehow - somehow - fates been twisted up and she's been given an opportunity to see him again.

She doesn't want to waste it. ]

Promise me.

[bigblondmotherhen]

[ The smile comes easy, because he might not promise a lot of things, but this one, he actually can.

So he brings their foreheads together again, the tips of their noses just brushing a little. ] Promise.

[markthree]

[ Her hands carefully come up to touch his face again, fingers gentle against his cheeks. ]

Thank you.

[ And she'll close her eyes, because this -- human contact is something that she has been starved for and deprived of for so long. ]