( he can't say that he's ever been accused of crawling his way into anyone's heart before, regardless of how easy this seems to have been for both of them to fall into, but it stands to reason that they're kind of two peas in a pod at this point, and there was bound to be some measure of closeness sooner or later.

in whatever form that ends up coming in.

( and yeah, the sound makes sense, maybe only because we both know exactly what that would sound like … but that's all that matters, right? right.

nevertheless, the sound of it alone is enough to pique cain's interest, but then … he's always liked how raspy the other's voice is. )

he lets him talk, lets him ramble because he's good at it — and yeah, we mentioned that he likes the sound of his voice — and only after that last little bit does he finally speak up for himself again, humming out a contemplative note that's a little bit rougher around the edges than it really needs to be, but. maybe he's being a bit suggestive himself, just for the sake of it.

to see if rex picks up on it. ) We had the face shields, but only when we were in an open conflict. ( pause. ) Fighter suits don't exactly leave much to the imagination, but I think they did that shit on purpose.