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Pretty sure that's going to happen anyway...

[But. Ah. Right. If they have to explain it...]

We don't have to tell her why I fucking did it. If I was mad about the fucking deal, maybe, but it's... It wasn't what I asked for or wanted, but it hasn't been...terrible. I dunno. I fucking hate that I had to, but I'm not...mad. I guess. That doesn't fucking make sense. Point is, I'm fucking making it work.

That's how it works, huh? You get dealt a bad hand in life, but you just gotta make it work, no other way around it.

[ He huffs and sinks back into his seat. ]

...I don't want her to go out and get a contract either. That sorta stuff's just going to put ideas in her head, you know!! I gotta make it so she knows to rely on me first, not any daemon or fey.

[Mm... That he understands, as he turns his head to study Kano. Tsubomi. Whoever. His friend.]

It'd be hard to fucking do that if you stayed disappeared. You know?

[please don't do it ever again lmao...if not for him, then for Ellie...]

[ ...Tsubomi closes her eyes, so she doesn't have to meet his, and grins. ]

But not impossible~ I have everything in place already for when I disappear. So you don't have to worry about that~

[Ouch. He turns his gaze downward, because even if the other's eyes are closed, it feels too dangerous to have his hurt so easily on display.]

Don't fucking do that. Don't say that shit with a smile, or like it's still a plan, or... Just fucking don't.

...You worry too much. It's like a will, Mav! A "just in case," not "when it happens."

[ Except it's sort of when it happens, because that's been Kano's plan from the start. From the bunker to the food caches to the motorbike. He's going to make sure Ellie's taken care of and never wants for anything, and then, he's going to disappear. That was the plan. ]

[She'll want for her brother, dumbass.]

Like that's any fucking better? You shouldn't have a fucking will already. You shouldn't be thinking about that shit.

[ She'll be fine. She'll have Maverick, after all. ]

It's being responsible~ I'm like, the head of the household? Or something!! So I gotta make sure everything that's mine is going to Ellie, 'cause otherwise the government will say we're not really related, and steal it all away!

[Mav doesn't like this conversation and refuses to participate in it any longer. He's gonna scroll through his phone instead.]

[ Why did Maverick think any of these conversations were going to be good? In these circumstances, with this person.

Tsubomi shrugs and starts pulling the magazines out of the back pocket in front of her seat so she can roll them up and stick into her pocket. These are supposedly free. Or they get rid of them every month because there's new issues. It doesn't matter; hers now. ]

[He glances over and gives a tired sigh, but stealing airplane magazines is pretty tame, as far as Kano shenanigans go. He lets it slide. About a minute later, though -- ]

Wanna listen to something? Other than this dickhead's snoring. I've got earbuds we can split.

Eh...

[ Not sure if he'd like Maverick's taste in music. But Kano's more or less tone deaf, so it shouldn't matter anyways. ]

Sure, okay.

[Perfect. Mav rustles in his pocket until he finds his headphones, handing one pod over for Kano to use, then hits shuffle on an old playlist.

Fate smiles down on him, playing Simple Plan's 'Welcome To My Life' and causing him to lose his shit laughing. 'I'm Just a Kid', 'I'm Not Okay', 'Leave Out All The Rest', 'Ocean Avenue', 'Rooftops', 'Calling All Cars'... His angsty preteen shit is a fucking goldmine when he's got Kano and his bad life choices in mind, truly a gift that keeps on giving.]

[ Holy shit, this is objectively terrible. Kano gets through about half of Ocean Avenue before he just sort of... pretends he's still listening to this but under his illusion he pulls the earbud out and sticks it into the sleeping man's ear instead. ]

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