I'm saying this once, so open your years. You made me what I am as a hunter. And, in one insignificant way compared to how old I am, you saved my life. And that is why I left and came back with bagels. When it all comes down, I want you there by my side. With your gun, in that suit, backing me.
( So, yes, even standing here in the kitchen, holding a sheet up, she lets herself speak candidly. Naked in more ways than one. And yes, if you squint, she's using a little double entendre. )
Human, I probably wouldn't have made it this far, either. And that's not nothing. Not to me. And not for me. And not for us.
[He smiles, before leaning in to kiss her again. Katherine plays all of her cards close to her chest, always, and he understands why. The soft parts of yourself are always the ones bound to hurt you the most. And he can't help but be proud of the fact that he's earned her trust enough to see hers.
But this has been enough vulnerability for one day. He leans in to kiss her.]
Maybe we should order in breakfast as well, along with the groceries?
( What a perfect place for an assignation. The sheet drops and groceries are eventually ordered, along with breakfast.
A few days pass before they return to the real world. They do another, real, grocery run with Damian holding the cart. That should've been their indication. Something normal. Mundane. Stocking up. Something crosses Damian's hunter network, something that Damian and Katherine are the closest to, so close to the New Year. )
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( Small handbasket, yes. But grocery cart? She isn't a soccer mom. She looks back, studying his expression. )
Is there something else?
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I probably wouldn't have made it through all of this if it wasn't for you.
[Her instincts, her watching his back. It wouldn't have been nearly as successful if he wasn't alone.]
So thank you, Katherine.
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Well. That's what partners do, don't they.
( But her vulnerability peeks through. )
You're welcome. If any witches had gotten their hands on you, I would have gone scorched Earth.
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[He offers her a small smile.]
And we do make very good partners.
[Not that that was a question, but this time when he says it, there's an edge of it being in more ways than one.]
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( So, yes, even standing here in the kitchen, holding a sheet up, she lets herself speak candidly. Naked in more ways than one. And yes, if you squint, she's using a little double entendre. )
Human, I probably wouldn't have made it this far, either. And that's not nothing. Not to me. And not for me. And not for us.
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But this has been enough vulnerability for one day. He leans in to kiss her.]
Maybe we should order in breakfast as well, along with the groceries?
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( What a perfect place for an assignation. The sheet drops and groceries are eventually ordered, along with breakfast.
A few days pass before they return to the real world. They do another, real, grocery run with Damian holding the cart. That should've been their indication. Something normal. Mundane. Stocking up. Something crosses Damian's hunter network, something that Damian and Katherine are the closest to, so close to the New Year. )