An olive branch - sort of

[doctor_kavanagh]

Walking down the corridor, he thought back over David completely chewing him out yesterday over his 'lack of appreciation' for Major Lorne bringing them breakfast. "He's making an effort Calvin. You said you would too." A will of steel belied the gentle words and arguing had proven useless. Naive and idealistic as he is, he still thinks this

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[majorlorne]

Lorne walked back down to his quarters his hands in his pockets he blinked seeing Kavanagh leave them seething. He frowned softly. "Cal!" He called out.

[doctor_kavanagh]

Shocked to hear his name, he turned around slowly. Giving himself time to carefully rearrange his features into an indifferent expression.

"Major Lorne, you're back early. I take it the mission went well." He asked, his voice drowning in obviously fake pleasantness.

[majorlorne]

Lorne glanced from his door back to the chemist. "Were you looking for me?" He asked

[doctor_kavanagh]

Not able to see any way out of it, he says curtly, "David wanted me to bring you some food."

[majorlorne]

"Oh well umm...thanks." He replied quietly.

[doctor_kavanagh]

"Not a problem," he continued in that sake creepily cheery tone. "I guess we're equal now. Oh right - except for the part where you ruined everything we had for the sake of a little sexual gratification."

[majorlorne]

Lorne looked back at him unflinching. "Yeah except for that." He whispered softly.

[doctor_kavanagh]

The jerk didn't even have the decency to look apologetic, he thought, wounded. "Yeah," he agreed. "Anyway enjoy the meal." He said, before walking off.

[majorlorne]

Lorne watched him walk away before turning and heading into his quarters his shoulders hunched. The doors closing behind him.