[ The grumbling only receives a smile in return. Bambi offers no objection to either affirmations, but nor does she agree with them. She simply stands, silent, quiet, her mind a neutral ground, emotions in control, body language well practiced. A polar opposite to Mack's free spirit. Makes it easy for Bambi to read her, at least; the way she averts her eyes, the subtle way she moves and stands.
Her arms slip over Mack's shoulder then, all slow. Paused and deliberate. Too close for comfort, really. She can hear her breathing.
Then her hands finish zipping the rest of the thermal suit Mack is wearing. Fingers graze she soft skin where the high collar of the suit finishes as she pulls her hands away, again slow, again deliberate. ] Something like that. [ Bambi lingers one beat longer than necessary, one beat less than uncomfortable, and moves away to queue to the shuttles taking them to this mission. ]
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Her arms slip over Mack's shoulder then, all slow. Paused and deliberate. Too close for comfort, really. She can hear her breathing.
Then her hands finish zipping the rest of the thermal suit Mack is wearing. Fingers graze she soft skin where the high collar of the suit finishes as she pulls her hands away, again slow, again deliberate. ] Something like that. [ Bambi lingers one beat longer than necessary, one beat less than uncomfortable, and moves away to queue to the shuttles taking them to this mission. ]