"Hm." It's a soft sound, not an assent, not a denial, it's useful for that extra half second of yes-i'm-listening while he's inwardly calibrating, recalibrating, options on an ever shifting plane of focus. Wants and needs and must haves, and this from Skyfire, this quiet, tired-out--please don't leave me.
Must have. Can he give it?
Shuffling. Mitchell has weakness. Mitchell - despite his protests to the contrary - enjoys power. Begging will tide him over 24 hours, or possibly more. It's doable.
The tension in him ebbs back a little at this, rearranged choices and open doors and Skyfire in his arms like this, the ambiguity is still there between them, what they are, what they absolutely aren't, but there'll be time for all that mess later.
"I'll make arrangements for some time off work."
As he moves for the door, shifting his grip to open it and carry Skyfire down the hall to the exit, wondering if that concession is enough--as they step outside, he adds, "I'm not going to leave you."
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Must have. Can he give it?
Shuffling. Mitchell has weakness. Mitchell - despite his protests to the contrary - enjoys power. Begging will tide him over 24 hours, or possibly more. It's doable.
The tension in him ebbs back a little at this, rearranged choices and open doors and Skyfire in his arms like this, the ambiguity is still there between them, what they are, what they absolutely aren't, but there'll be time for all that mess later.
"I'll make arrangements for some time off work."
As he moves for the door, shifting his grip to open it and carry Skyfire down the hall to the exit, wondering if that concession is enough--as they step outside, he adds, "I'm not going to leave you."