02. most love like hunters

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[argents]

[ He realizes far too late that he's gone and backed himself into an unfortunate corner. None of it had been a lie, but his naive sense of trust landed him with an explanation he wasn't ready to give. Banagher doesn't have the grace to keep the fact that he knows this from washing across his face. ]

...I can't say. [ Coordinates. Coordinates unlocked by his suit. ] It might be dangerous.

[prevented]

Well, can you take me with you?

[Nothing ventured, nothing gained. It doesn't hurt to ask. She'll have a better chance escaping search parties if she's travelling by sea.]

[argents]

[ Banagher weighs his options. Which admittedly, are few. His voice drops. ]

What are you trying to escape from that's worth putting yourself in danger?

[prevented]

Do you not watch the news or something?

[Seriously 8|]

[argents]

[ Girl he's clueless, you're homefree. ]

Um, well. I haven't been to Earth in a long time, and media is restricted in a lot of ways in the colonies, so...

[ Not that he really knew how much of a blackout there actually was, but since ping-ponging between ships, his access to much of anything has been cut off. ]

Are you famous or something?

[prevented]

I suppose you could say that.

[His loss is her gain then.]

Look, you owe me a favor now, don't you?

[argents]

[ Whyyy, child. Why do you give him such intense Audrey vibes, sob. Banagher pauses, though it's not because he necessarily disagrees. ]

Come on. We should take care of your injuries first. They must hurt, right?

[prevented]

Yes and you did it. So you owe me a favor, right? Tell me.

[argents]

Mm.

[ Yeah that's as much confirmation as you're getting out of him. :| But it's pretty much as good as a yes, so he's going to start walking regardless. ]

[prevented]

Hey! Wait up!

[short stubby pug legs, ok?]

Are we going to your ship now?

[argents]

[ ...He can't really stay very stern for long. He's bad at this. Slowing his pace, he looks back at her. ]

That's all you want?

[prevented]

What else? I don't want to be here anymore.

[argents]

[ Pursing his lips, he doesn't exactly say no to this arrangement. ]

Even if you were to come with me, I can't exactly say that it's safe. Where I'm going.

[prevented]

But it's not like being kept in a cage, is it?

[argents]

That depends.

[ A cage takes many forms. ]

Is that what you escaped from? A cage?

[prevented]

Do you see me as an animal?

[Danger. Danger. This is a trick question.]

[argents]

No. [ Duh he fails at all things subtle. ] That'd be a terrible thing to think of someone as.

[prevented]

There are some who think that of me. That's why I had to be hidden away.