There's no...growling. No insistent kissing or bruising, none of the usual 'rawr you are mine and MINE ALONE' things that are both hot and fun an amazing and fairly predictable. Maybe he read this wrong? He's-
It doesn't make sense that Locus is alright with this, there's no reason for him to be alright with this. York does look up now, eye wide, brow furrowed. Trying to read the lay of the land here but- when in doubt? go with honesty. "A lot of unresolved sexual tension that I kinda tried to resolve."
A beat.
"...I do. I'll- stick to texts, stay in the armor when we run the op- it won't happen again. I'll get over it, I'm good at that."
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It doesn't make sense that Locus is alright with this, there's no reason for him to be alright with this. York does look up now, eye wide, brow furrowed. Trying to read the lay of the land here but- when in doubt? go with honesty. "A lot of unresolved sexual tension that I kinda tried to resolve."
A beat.
"...I do. I'll- stick to texts, stay in the armor when we run the op- it won't happen again. I'll get over it, I'm good at that."