Carver watches him for a moment, leaning against the wall, then breathes out and lies down next to Pope before he can think better of it. He doesn't want to be on this mattress, smelling what he smells here, but the closeness is easier. He doesn't try to touch Pope but he knows the commander is there and that's easier, a little.
Just a little.
"You gonna go all out?" he murmurs. "Something fancy?"
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Carver watches him for a moment, leaning against the wall, then breathes out and lies down next to Pope before he can think better of it. He doesn't want to be on this mattress, smelling what he smells here, but the closeness is easier. He doesn't try to touch Pope but he knows the commander is there and that's easier, a little.
Just a little.
"You gonna go all out?" he murmurs. "Something fancy?"