Mick comes in not too long after. He has his own kit in a bag. First aid kit, water, pain meds. And a few bottles of beer and snacks. He places the bag by the door and then his flamegun on top of it. He hesitates, looking over at Len.
He still isn't entirely sure he should do this, ask this of Len. Would it be too much for his partner. He knows he can take anything Len can dish out, but can Len handle dishing it out? He isn't sure. The safe word is as much for Len's sake as his own.
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Date: 2017-03-04 06:09 pm (UTC)He still isn't entirely sure he should do this, ask this of Len. Would it be too much for his partner. He knows he can take anything Len can dish out, but can Len handle dishing it out? He isn't sure. The safe word is as much for Len's sake as his own.
He comes over, sitting on the bed. "Hey partner."