[It isn't like Mal's still some hormonal teenager giddy with first love. He can handle the idea of being in the buff with the object of his affections without it being a big deal! Anymore. But turning to be presented with Luna's bare back, completely vulnerable and so close to him... it does make his heart beat just a little faster. His gaze lingers over it for just a few seconds too long before he swallows, pushes those desires aside, and gets to work.]
...You didn't. Not if you've still got that idea in your head.
[Luna's got his own fair share of scars along his paler skin. Each one of them is a testament to his own battle prowess; a trophy from a battle won against a world set to destroy him. But each one is also a blow Mallory wasn't there to take for them. A failure. The worst among them is that eye he'll never look into again. Was that Tengan's work? He knew he should have followed his gut and intervened even against Luna's orders.
Go against them and he screws up. Follow them to a t and he screws up. He frowns hard at nothing in particular, going over the same spot between Luna's shoulder blades a little too firmly.]
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...You didn't. Not if you've still got that idea in your head.
[Luna's got his own fair share of scars along his paler skin. Each one of them is a testament to his own battle prowess; a trophy from a battle won against a world set to destroy him. But each one is also a blow Mallory wasn't there to take for them. A failure. The worst among them is that eye he'll never look into again. Was that Tengan's work? He knew he should have followed his gut and intervened even against Luna's orders.
Go against them and he screws up. Follow them to a t and he screws up. He frowns hard at nothing in particular, going over the same spot between Luna's shoulder blades a little too firmly.]
It's the rest of the world that went wrong.
[I was the one who went wrong.]