"It's all you," Declan replied, tilting his head. "Taht's the point, isn't it? You're not different people, just different moods," he shrugged, looking out at the water with a vague smile and propping a hand on his hip, finger tapping the holster of his sidearm.

"I had a great time. We didn't have any misunderstandings. Just watched movies and ate and talked. I...like quiet times like that. I mean I don't mind other time, but I don't really get to just spend time with people, and time spent with you is preferable. You don't...laugh at me and make me feel stupid for what I like," the Titan snorted, eyes flicking up towards the sky, as if he could cast a dirty look Mac's way from light years between them.

"But...I think pretty much anything is normal for us. We're just figuring out our lives at our own pace. I like that. Adapting. I worried I might be hard to live with but...you're very patient. Most of the time. Ha."