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He seemed to back away at her approach, his brows furrowing. "Dion. Why?"
She nodded, resting her head back again.
"I can tell," he replied lowly, gesturing to her gun. "You carry those around. They're hard to get. I won't bother you anymore. Neither will...
"I'm relaxing," she said warmly. "I like being near you."
"Nothing here is mine. I was exploring too." He was quiet for a moment, looking down thoughtfully before returning the gaze. "A fair word of...
She observed him gently before shifting, lying back against his legs.
He hesitated before dropping the board. "It's just me. There's no one else that I'm aware of."
He watched again patiently.
"You can keep working, if you want. I just wanted to let you know I can take over if you don't want to."
"I'm.. I'm on my own. Those who I keep with prefer to stay hidden. Besides, I was here first. I didn't even take anything."
He gave a step back, allowing her to try again.
She reached over, running a hand through his hair. "I can work on the ship, you know.."
He stopped after a short chase, realizing it was a dead end before turning back, looking at her with sharp eyes, picking a broken board as a...
He nodded. "I am. Are you?"
He jumped, looking at her for a moment, obviously startled, before darting off.
He seemed confused. "Then... don't?"
Dion looked around before moving to go back the way he came, figuring it would be easier to find a different way out.
"You have nothing to apologize for."
He went silent, crouching against the wall as hid near a desk. He wasn't up for any fights today and would rather leave as fast as he could.
"Not really."
