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[thephix]

[It takes her a little while, but going through the motions of chopping up things and preparing food helps her calm down a bit.]

Do you have any details?

[Of the mission.]

[bumbles]

( his own frustration is eaking away, though he glances at her and lets the silence hang before he answers.)

G-gotta um, identity p-painting which have secret m-messages for the UE. "L-locate and acquire."

( Fancy words for stealing. )

Um, Margaery d-does the uh, the d-diplomat stuff? And I find and steal stuff. ( And then, a huff of laughter. Max'll get a kick out of this, right? Maybe it'll cheer her up? ) We um, have t-to um, to p-pretend we're married.

[thephix]

[Oh for fuck's sake. Any response she might have made to the mission itself is lost in the wake of that revelation.

Max smiles, a wry sort of thing, looking amused even though she feels nothing of the sort.]

Should I be jealous?

[Like it's a joke, like she isn't twisting up inside.]

[bumbles]

Oh, t-totally.

( Grasping onto that amusement, even if something in it doesn't seem right. It's just that this is better than arguing, than her being mad with him or vice versa, and maybe it can really just be a joke. It's better than saying why would you be or of course not, because there's too much that's incendiary in both of those things. )

[thephix]

[A hum, amused, though it almost sticks in her throat. She can't play this game right now, and her expression sobers as she looks at him.]

Please be careful, Adonis.

[She can't lose him.]

[bumbles]

( even if he isn't, even if he died, he'd come back.
That really isn't what she needs to hear. And she doesn't mean about him being disloyal, could she? Max would know better, right?)

Yup.

( quietly, before he frowns, stops what he's doing and brushes his fingers against her wrist, hoping to catch, hold, her gaze.)