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[protective_logic]

Anything is welcome. Just let me know if you want him as an AI or person in the first post

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[depthlesslock]

"She's pretty on the money, unfortunately. ...But if you'll let me, I want to help try and make it easier."

[protective_logic]

How in the world is the Hawk going to do that? Other than making sure Delta lives. And that he isn't alone?

"I appreciate that."

[depthlesslock]

Two things which are important and a good start.

"So you'll let me?"

[protective_logic]

"I'll... let you try," Delta agrees. But he supposes they both have to figure it out.

[depthlesslock]

"Thank you, that's all I ask." He lets out a quiet sigh of relief. "And... anything you need from me, please let me know."

[protective_logic]

He just wishes there was more. Something easier. Something nicer.

"I have to figure that out, don't I? How to accept this all."

[depthlesslock]

"Yeah, but it's not a one man job. You can talk to me, hopefully your mom and Phi as well. Helps to bounce ideas off people."

[protective_logic]

"I'm trying hard not to get my mother caught up in my own mess," Delta shrugs, trying to brush the very suggestion aside.

[depthlesslock]

"...Yeah, that's fair." There's only so much they can do, of course, considering who she's married to, but there's certainly call to not drag her further into everything.

[protective_logic]

With a sigh Delta puts his data pad aside. He can’t focus on work right now. So he looks to York instead, his expression soft.

“Maybe we can work on something else instead? I know I am supposed to be working on the armor, and most of it is ready for fabrication, but... I just need something that isn’t this work.”

He needs to figure out how to make it all better. And sure, swimming had been great for that, but there was something else needed. A connection to the other man perhaps.

[depthlesslock]

Delta's expression reminds him all over again part of why he wanted to go with this man. There's a deep kindness there, an honest care, and just the sight of it makes him feel warm. Though it can be hard to tell with the armor, Delta may notice York's shoulders easing slightly.

"Yeah? Do you have something in mind?"

[protective_logic]

At least York wasn’t too annoyed with the pieced together armor for now. Probably helped that Delta had no intention of going outside for at least a week. Because life was a mess after his father’s little stunt.

“You ever play board games?”

[depthlesslock]

It's hard to tell when someone lights up while wearing full armor, but the smile in York's tone makes it clear. "Oh yeah, we had a number of them before. Good use of downtime, even if they could get competitive."

[protective_logic]

"I have so many of these things from when I was young, but when my father shut us down I never got to play with them, never saw kids my age really."

Which might partially explain why he's so... awkward.