“He doesn’t know this side of me as well as he does the rest,” Desire answered, leaning against the back of Mac’s seat as he watched the planet whip by below. To think it hadn’t been all that long since they’d been touring Venus on foot. Taken off to the Reef just to be brought back to it, except he’d been watching races while Declan was searching for mysteries.
“So, no,” he said more plainly. “He doesn’t know. Showed him my roundhouse once and he said I’d make a good Hunter-” he tapped the chest of his white-and-blue-shaded gear, which he had to assume was Hunter-style because of that comparison, “-but he’s never seen me in trouble, and the Aoba he’s more familiar with doesn’t remember a lot of the things I’m more responsible for.”
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“So, no,” he said more plainly. “He doesn’t know. Showed him my roundhouse once and he said I’d make a good Hunter-” he tapped the chest of his white-and-blue-shaded gear, which he had to assume was Hunter-style because of that comparison, “-but he’s never seen me in trouble, and the Aoba he’s more familiar with doesn’t remember a lot of the things I’m more responsible for.”