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Atton is outside, training.

He has a dozen or so floating targets, like dartboards, zipping around him very quickly and firing stun bolts down at him from tiny holes at the sides. It's very obvious that he cobbled them together from various machines.

He's blindfolded, and he's alternating between throwing knives at them with one hand and shooting them with another, while dodging the stun bolts. Judging by the bright, chirpy green flashes and the heavy blaster scoring and multiple knife marks on and immediately around the bullseye, he's doing quite well.

He may be grinning from ear to ear, because it's reassuring to know that he's not helpless without the Force.

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"Then what?"

"If you ... if you want to leave me, then 's not exactly anything I can do. I just want you t'be happy."

"You make me happy," he whispers. "I don't know, Atton. What to do."

"Neither do I."

He sighs. "Well then."

But that's all he really knows to say.

Atton's silent for quite a while.
"Gav? I promise I'll find a way to make this work. Not right now, and not necessarily soon, but if y'don't want t'leave me, I'll make sure we can have a future together somewhere down the line."

At that, Gavin finally looks upward. He looks mildly surprised at the comment. Given all that recklessness of Atton's, it's definitely some promise.

"Really?"

"Of course really. D'you want it in writing? I can do it in writing." Nervous grin.

He laughs. It sounds like a nervous laugh at first but quickly turns genuine. "Writing's just kriffing ridiculous, Atton."

Atton pouts.
"All that time learning to read and write gone to waste." He moves to put an arm around Gavin's shoulders, pulling him close. "Y'want t'get something to eat? Or we could skip the whole dinner part and just head straight upstairs." Atton winks.

Gavin laughs again. "Dinner first, Atton. I'm starving."

It's all this cold.

"'S on me, then." Atton laughs, leaning around to kiss Gavin.

Gavin kisses him back happily.

This is good. In fact, it's much better than he expected. The promise of a future sounds absolutely wonderful.

It takes Atton a while to break the kiss, but eventually he does, steering Gavin into the Bar.
"What d'you want t'eat, then?"

"Nerf steak?"

He's more than happy to be back in the bar. Shedding his many layers in a booth, he takes a seat.

Atton mumbles something to a waitrat. It scurries off.
"Nerf steak it is."

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