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Main city. It was one of the few places I could find with a garage. Mikaela is a mechanic, she needs one. Need a place for my next bike too.

As for the door? No clue. Wasn't really thinking about the consequences when I punched it down. Aren't you the handyman?

Mikaela... oh, her! Right. I don't think she likes me.

[ A lot of people don't, to be fair. ]

You warped that thing waaaaaay beyond what I can do with a hammer and a screwdriver. I'm not that handy.

I don't think she dislikes you. I didn't hear any venom or vengeance when she called you 'Robocop.'

Kinda digging the nickname!

And, uh...Sorry?

[She's not THAT sorry about the reasons she punched the door down, but hearing the inconvenience does make her feel a little guilty.]

She's very anti-authority, and I'm the city Guardian. There's tension, not the fun kind.

... Actually it's definitely fun for me, but not that fun kind.

Don't worry about the door, I really don't care. It'll be someone else's problem soon anyway.

Yeah, but you're cool with me, and I'm cool with her. So it trickles down. There are benefits to being Yang Xiao Long's husband.

Including cooties.

[She grins, a little relieved that he's not teasing her too much about the door. She supposes it does make his place a lot easier to spot in the hallway.]

Speaking of which, when are we having kids? Or are these so-called roommates actually adopted children you're going to spring on me?

...Arrrrre you asking because you're looking forward to being a dad, or looking forward to the process of making the kids?

I don't have to answer that question.

Ha! Yeah, I don't know why I even asked.

[She's quiet for a moment. Thoughtful. And carefully drawing a razor over her leg.]

...You think you'd ever have kids someday? For real.

[ There's a silence, just long enough to be a bit uncomfortable. ]

Never thought about it. Don't really want to, right now.

Nah. Definitely not right now.

[And she knows better than to give much encouragement or discouragement, it's always going to be a sensitive topic. ...Why is she even wondering in the first place?]

...A tiny version of you would probably be way too cute. I don't think I could handle it.

[ Silence, on that front, because the only tiny version of himself he ever saw was in the mirror, and. Well. You know. ]

You were probably an annoying kid.

[ DEFLECTION GO ]

You have no idea.

[This time she can actually detect the deflection, and rolls with it.]

Just rocking around in pigtails. I don't remember it, but apparently I wreaked a lot of havoc and bit the barber for my first haircut.

File that under "things that don't surprise me".

[ He's trying to turn away from it, but there's a nagging question in the back of his head, now. ]

Can I ask you something? And when I do, don't ask why, or pry for more details, because I'm just... curious. Be honest.

What was it like, growing up?

[ with a family that actually cared, that is ]

Hmmmm...

[She tips her head back, idly tipping her foot in and out of the water. She could talk about all the good times, but...he did say to be honest.]

It was...mixed, I guess. My mom left after I was born, so Ruby's mom was all I ever had. And when she was there, I remember being happy. She really loved us. Then, one day, she didn't come home from a mission, and things just...changed.

[She drops her foot back into the water and keeps it there.]

Dad didn't take it well. He shut down. So for a couple of years I was the one trying to keep things together, figuring out how to make meals, cleaning up around the house, looking after Ruby...things like that. Uncle Qrow helped sometimes, but... I don't know. It was tough. I was so busy trying to hold our family together I never really got the chance to sort out my own frustrations. Eventually Dad did come around and things got better. Ruby loved me, looked up to me, and that was a good feeling. And then we got our dog Zwei, and that definitely helped shake off all the bad stuff from before.

It happened back when I was really young, so...my memories aren't clear. And if there were any memories of my own mom, I gave them up to open the gate to Beacon, so they're just not there anymore.

[ There's silence, contemplative, but when he does respond... it's with a laugh, short and muted. ]

Well, that makes two of us who don't remember our mothers.

[ He had tried to ask, long ago. He learned quickly not to bother. ]

So you were basically mom and dad for a while. I could see that.

Yeah, a lot of the habits still stuck, if you couldn't tell.

[She smiles, closing her eyes as she listens to the sound of his voice. She can't even began to imagine how lonely he must have been, or how scared.]

...I'm not sure if you were asking because you wanted to try and imagine what it would be like if things had been different for you. And you said not to pry, so I won't. But...if you wanted...I could probably rig something up with the holodecks over in Nova City, give you a taste of a day in the life on the island of Patch.

I don't know about that. I don't really need more confirmation that I got the short end of the stick.

[ He's quiet for a moment - there's the sound of another door opening, followed shortly by wind. ]

But I guess I'm wondering if I'd even know how to exist in that kind of lifestyle.

You're pretty adaptable. And with the right people around who would get it if you were having a tough time coping and had enough patience to work you through it, I mean...why not? There was something really natural and comforting having you around the day we cleaned up the house together, so it seems possible to me. Kinda...domestic. And fun.

[She chuckles.]

I don't know how to put it, really, I'm just glad I asked you to pitch in.

If you had used the word "domestic" to describe me a year ago I would have vomited blood.

[ His tone is a little lighter, at least.

But there's still a pause. ]

I think I know how to put it, I'm just not sure if I should.

You can if you want. I'm too relaxed to pitch a fit right now.

[She assumes he's just going to tease her and make her growl.]

Maybe domestic isn't the right word...reliable? ... Something like that?

You like me.

Hmmmmmmmm...

[She grins a little wider, very glad they're not using the video function as she sinks lower into the water as if to hide the swell of warmth in her cheeks.]

An interesting theory. How can you tell, beyond our amazing physical chemistry?

Because I wouldn't like someone who didn't like me.

[ Yeah... yeah let's keep that video function off]

[eeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEE! She presses her fingers over her mouth as if that might possibly hide the biggest smile she's ever had on her dumb face.]

So...you're saying it's a mutual thing, then?

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