[log] i wish you'd never forget the look on my face when we first met
True to his word, Caius arrives back at the residence just under two hours after his abrupt text messages. "Mina?" he calls, pulling his coat off with one hand and balancing his briefcase with the other, looking for her ( Read more... )
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Mina has her phone near her, curled up on the sofa with her legs bare and a long-sleeved t-shirt on. She looks up, glancing over her shoulder.
"In here." Her tone is still a little cool, but yes, she is speaking to him.
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"Mina." Caius drops his briefcase on a nearby chair, and sits down opposite her with his coat over his arm. "I've been thinking, today," he begins, without preamble; smalltalk seems pointless and he has a feeling she's not warming up to him in the near future. No sense wasting time, then, if he can smooth this at all. "You know - I certainly hope so - I have no intention of making you do anything alone, or going entirely without-"
He waves his hand curtly, continuing, "I'm going to marry you. We wait for that 'til Downing St, our s-" pause, reshuffle between his earlier memories and his present time, god but his head is a mess lately, "You know it'd be a question of safety, our baby in Mexico if it's public knowledge." Between the two of them they probably, for example, piss off all sorts of people there. "Would you fault someone for protecting their child above their reputation? We'd have enough time to smooth over how quickly it was." After Cordelia, who he doesn't want to talk about right now, at allHe exhales. "It needs fine ( ... )
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She listens, quiet, patient, and her face is impassive. It's the expression she often wears when politicking, though she's not actually prone to doing that without pants on (she would if she could, but no). Mina rests her hands in her lap, and exhales, softly.
"This is your plan?"
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"It's what I have right now. Yes." Caius reaches for her hand, half just to see if she'll let him.
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