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Max is curled up in a booth, sipping coffee and flipping idly through a book. This is not unusual. The skirt and sweater she is wearing are. Everyone needs a bit of a change sometimes.

Come bother the X5. She won't bite.

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"You think so? I don't know...I've been paranoid all my life."

He gives a shrug. "You could always give it a try. See if it would work. Or you could stay the same paranoid Max I've come to love."

She gives him mock doe-eyes. "You love me?"

She teases when the situation becomes uncomfortable. It's a Thing.

Oh look, it's his turn to blush and lower his head.
"While, is it any reason I don't? Strong, extremely intelligent, witty, and extremely sexy, who wouldn't?"

"You forget the part where I'm a genetically engineered killing maching."

And a death sentence for anyone who cares about me. She doesn't say it, but it's there...

He gives her a soft smile. "I think if I can survive a year around you, that there's the possibility of more time."

The whole night of virus infection, not going to be mentioned if it doesn't have to be.

"You say that now..."

But she reaches out to take his hand, squeezing it lightly in thanks.

He squeezes back. "And I'll say that ten days from now, and a month from now, and three years from now. Just watch."

"If you're around to say it, I'll be happy..." She smiles faintly.

He gives her a smile. "Nothing will stop me. Just watch."

The smile grows a little stronger. "I will be watching, believe me."

He nods and grins. "Good."

He glances over the bar. "And I should probably mention that I'll stick around until you give me the first batch of information for that sector pass. It's oddly slow back home. Don't want to loose that."

"I'll get it to you ASAP." She leans over to kiss him on the cheek. "Thanks."

He kisses her cheek in return. "My pleasure. Really."

The rest of the evening they spend discussing things of far less consequence.

Even revolutionaries and their pet assassins need a break sometimes.

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