[ Mako settles against him and Raleigh turns a little more, wraps both arms around her and holds on, closing his eyes and pressing his face into her hair for a moment. A small indulgence, taking comfort in her warmth and the feel of her solid and real in his grip. ]
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Thank you, Mako.
[ He grins a little. ]
Yancy would've loved you, you know.