[ It's in the middle of a job, albeit a boring one. It's over text. It's toeing the line of some unspoken thing between them and Arthur doesn't know how ready he is for this.
It's also getting closer and closer to what Mal wanted for the two of them and Arthur is getting tired of the quiet grief he feels thinking about that. He's also tired of himself, for dodging the bullet like some coward. ]
How would you feel about taking more jobs together?
[ Because it's easier to frame this in a business sense than anything else. ]
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[ It's in the middle of a job, albeit a boring one. It's over text. It's toeing the line of some unspoken thing between them and Arthur doesn't know how ready he is for this.
It's also getting closer and closer to what Mal wanted for the two of them and Arthur is getting tired of the quiet grief he feels thinking about that. He's also tired of himself, for dodging the bullet like some coward. ]
How would you feel about taking more jobs together?
[ Because it's easier to frame this in a business sense than anything else. ]