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                 he’s disassembling. routine too often a welcoming for death’s arrival, a state of vulnerability wherein his prized form of protection is rendered useless. but he needs to clean it, and she radiates an aura of security that allows him to proceed with only minimal shoulder checks. it’s not trust, but maybe something along the lines of knowing their mutually beneficial arrangement means he’s better to her alive than dead. quick hands, he’s had to learn to work fast, but no less efficiently. one sloppy move could mean a jam, one jam could mean the other guy wins. 

                    “   so uh, boss -  “   pause to scratch along the side of his jaw, relieving a subtle itch before resuming his work. the motions come so naturally now, an extension of himself, he’s able to divert his gaze to her briefly.   “  any reason for being out here, specifically? i mean, i’m not complaining. i just know that a lot of sh - bad people hole up around these parts. we lookin’ for something?  “