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Maki couldn't help but laugh a little at his response, not in mockery but...she'd reacted that way too. All jittery, like a little static shock, enough to jolt the senses but not hurt nor harm. She liked that she felt a little bolder, though that might have very well been due to the fact that she'd always been comfortable around Red. Had Never been put off by his Red'isms, things that just made him markedly him. Because she knew well enough she wasn't entirely normal, not bent out of shape or twisted but just off, quirky and her head lost in the clouds. Wanted to soar with the birds and watch everyone from up so high; real life and real people were just...difficult and there was comfort in being separated, as she was.

But in their conversations she found a different sort of comfort, ears tilted forward as she listened, enthralled by his different way of viewing things. She wrinkled her mismatched nose at how easily he painted himself with such an unkind brush, because he'd always been kind and awesome to her, she'd never seen the darkness he spoke of, for all she knew it was just...well a story he told himself.


"Nuh uh." She denied, taking another few licks of their shared drink.

But he spoke of the traits he saw in her and she felt seen- and it did make sense. She just wished he could see himself from her mismatched perspective. Red not just like blood; but courage and strength, a cosy warmth to return to at the end of the day. Like home. But of course she couldn't articulate that well, wasn't like she was a published author or nothing.


"You've always made sense to me, yanno? I insist that yer awesome, but if you don't believe me now I guess I just gotta keep sayin' it till you do. Awesome Red." She nudged his shoulder with his own, a little pesky.