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[burnination]

"Busy. Send a text."

[ that's right. it's been a decade and he still hasn't changed his voicemail message. ]

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[burnination]

just as planned, Q, just as planned.

[ for the time that tris is off collecting himself and getting his glyphs ready for transport, max passes back out for a while, snoozing happily curled up to dani's back, and doesn't rouse again until he hears the soft tap of a bag dropped on the floor.

he blinks a moment, sluggishly, as his lips curl into a dopey sort of smile listening to tristan's footsteps across the floor, feeling the dip of the mattress as a knee touches his foot. ]

We missed you, Q. [ he mumbles to him, not so loud as to disturb dani, but enough that tris can hear him, rolling to the side enough to look over to him, before shimmying his hips to make just enough room for tris to squash between him and dani. and then, the reachy hands. arms outstretched, fingers making a grabby motion at the air. come here, you. ] Next mission, you come with.

[tangit]

[He sleeps deeply, and it's wonderful, the warmth of the blankets and the sunshine and Max behind him. It's only when Max stirs that he starts to wake, albeit slowly. There's more shifting, and Dani turns, sighs, stretches his arms above his head and opens his eyes.

Oh. Tris. What a pleasant thing to wake up to.

Dani beams up at him sleepily.]

Tris. Hi.