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[failureisntachoice]

[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.

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[dendarii]

[ Gosh. It's a good thing he has this helmet, because he's flushing a bit whenever she does that. Closeness and excitement, what else can he want? When he hops down at the end, he's thoroughly exhilarated, a bit breathless from the ride. He takes off the helmet in one smooth motion and looks up at her. ]

Memorable as always.

[failureisntachoice]

I try.

[ It's a bit of a lean with the height difference, but she goes in for a parting peck on the lips and as she pulls back, she takes her helmet with her. ] Don't forget your things or your promises.

[dendarii]

[ Gosh. He follows her a moment after, on his tiptoes, then subsides. Breathless most certainly applies here. ]

Neither. Thank you - for the wonderful evening.

[ He goes to get his stuff out of her saddlebags. ]

[failureisntachoice]

I could say the same to you.

[ It's good to know she has that effect on someone. Someone that doesn't have them programmed into them, anyway. And someone who doesn't give a shit about her being an AI or her mercenary work. Hell, he even went above and beyond on a first date. All she was expecting was a trip out to a local restaurant.

He's made an impression on her to say the least. She slides her helmet on and watches him unload. She only speaks when he finishes. ] Keep in touch.

[dendarii]

[ Absolutely an effect, complete and honest; Miles doesn't fake anything of the sort. His awe and happiness is genuine, as is the pang at seeing her go.

He taps two fingers to his forehead in a modified salute and takes a step back towards the door. ]

I shall. For sure.