Following
this,
this, and concurrent with
this and
this.Logan was, in a word, infuriating. New York was even more so, if only because there weren't any readily available lonely, open stretches of road for him to work out his frustrations. The lack of scenic beaches wasn't doing anything to help his mood
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Since the time he parted company with Kitt, he'd been thinking over their conversation. Kitt had shared a monumental secret with him and his reaction had been to get uncomfortable and difficult. For that he felt bad. The shock of the transformation had taken him by surprise. Keith was Kitt and Kitt was Keith. Two individuals, or so he thought were individuals, were in fact one and the same.
But that wasn't why he got uncomfortable and defensive. Yes the transformation was a shock but nothing he couldn't have handled with a moment to adjust to the idea. The problem came from Kitt's affection. The shock of that, quickly followed by the idea that he was touching a man. The hood of the car would be equivalent to what? Kitt's stomach? That was an intimate touch. All purposeful touches were intimate but that just seemed more-so.
In the end, not being there for someone who wanted his support got to him. Enough that his first stop on returning to FLAG was to find Kitt.
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That could wait. All of it. For now he was content to settle and re-charge, allowing himself to drift into the dream-like state of free-association as the electricity flowed through his systems.
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A quick rap on the door and then he opened it and stuck his head in. Kitt was parked in his bay, but Logan didn't realize what state Kitt was in. Didn't realize he was sleeping for all intents and purposes.
"Hey, Kitt. Do you have a minute?"
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Or at least, that was how it used to be. Things had changed, obviously, and Kitt would have to change with them.
At Logan's voice, he was instantly alert, all systems online and ready to go.
"Always."
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