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[wentnuclear]

[ Oh good, she took that well. Raleigh squeezes her hand, nodding at her. ]

Honestly? I don't think I've ever been so sure of anything.

[setpoint]

[Mako absolutely beams at him, even as her heart skips a beat. She can't pilot anymore, and honestly, she's not sure where that leaves her, but if Raleigh is there, it won't be nearly as overwhelming. Maybe it's okay that she doesn't know. They can figure it out together.]

Me too. What do you want to build?

[wentnuclear]

No clue.

[ But the way he's smiling, he obviously doesn't consider the lack of ideas a problem. He's got the skill, the rest he can figure out along the way. ]

We don't need to have all the answers at once.

[setpoint]

You don't have any idea at all?

[She's still smiling, voice almost teasing. He's right, she thinks, but she's also curious. She can't help it.]

[wentnuclear]

Not really. Just no more walls. Physical or metaphorical.

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[She nods. That sounds like a good plan, albeit vague.]

France, then.

[wentnuclear]

Do you know any French? We could get a head start.

[setpoint]

No. [Well.] Only the words that everyone knows.

[wentnuclear]

Then I'll teach you. Your accent might clash a little, French needs some sounds Japanese just doesn't have. But I know a trick for that.

Do you sing?

[setpoint]

[Oh. Well.]

Sometimes when I'm alone.

[wentnuclear]

Well I know a ton of French songs. It's the best way to practice the difficult sounds. I remember when I was learning as a kid and couldn't get them right speaking yet, I could still sing along with my mother.

[setpoint]

...Okay. I'll try.

[Only for you, Raleigh. She'd never sing for anyone else for any reason.]

[wentnuclear]

What kind of music do you like?

[setpoint]

Have you ever heard of Towa Tei?

[wentnuclear]

[ That's a no! Raleigh shakes his head, waiting for her to tell him what genre it is so he can pick something he knows that might be similar. ]

[setpoint]

He's a DJ. He was part of an electronic band.

[But!]

I like pop, too.

[wentnuclear]

[ Raleigh tilts his head, thinking. Then clears his throat and starts to hum, the beginning of j'ai demandé à la lune by Indochine. When he hits the lyrics, his voice is low and gentle, and the song is pretty. There are in fact a number of consonant sounds in it Mako will probably need practice at, which is the point. ]

[setpoint]

[She didn't think he was going to start right now, and she's caught off guard by it. He's singing to her, and even if it's to help teach her, it still makes her heart skip a beat and heat rise to her cheeks. She is definitely not focusing on any consonants. When he's done, she falters for a moment, struggling to come up with something to say.]

That's... very pretty.

[Smooth, Mako.]

[wentnuclear]

[ Make this is EDUCATIONAL. But okay. They have time. ]

It's a little too poetic to translate well, but it was the first thing that popped into my head.

[setpoint]

What does it translate to?

[Please distract her, Raleigh.]

[wentnuclear]

It's sort of like... he was messing around with the sun, and he got burned. So he asked the moon for help, and the moon laughed at him and said he wasn't in the habit of taking care of people like that. So the guy knows he should bail out, but that whatever he's got going with the sun isn't going to last anyway. It's just for fun.