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[konstant]

K nods towards where he was working on the fields.

"I was just hoping that maybe getting some of this done would help with some kind of... peace." He returns his attention to Jesus. "But I think she just adds something else to the list. That's... the best I can say, without asking her other questions."

He's searching Jesus's face now. "Does any of this make sense?"

[hippie_ninja]

"It does. And I'm glad you told me. I think she tries to... Hide some things she feels from me to make things easier on me." Which he understands but it's not the right way to do things here.

"I'll check in with her."

[konstant]

"She loves you."

She loves the man in black he's seen around her before too. Loves. But it's not what she prefers to show, or at least the way she does show it isn't the same as most.

"A lot."

[hippie_ninja]

His expression softens. He'll never get used to being loved; it will always startle him. He'll never take it for granted.

"Did you know she picked up I was falling for you before I knew it?"

[konstant]

"She's smart about other people." She's watchful, and she doesn't miss much. He's watched her pick out the same most likely threat in a space as he has.

"But I've watched her... Choose not to let it mean what it means when she notices something."

[hippie_ninja]

"You mean when it's about Carver?" He knows she holds him as far at a distance as she can manage, that she sometimes lies to herself about what his gestures mean even when they're clear.

[konstant]

"Sometimes. Or when she recognizes someone isn't a threat, but still keeps them at a distance."

That one's something he's seen directed to himself.

[hippie_ninja]

"With you... She's not afraid of you. She's afraid that me loving you will hurt me." Because K is so gentle, and willing to take so much abuse to keep being kind.

[konstant]

"It has," K points out, looking over at him.

Not the way Rosita is afraid it will, but it has.

[hippie_ninja]

"But it hasn't ruined me. It hasn't made me want to stop loving." He looks up at K. "Loving you has been a good thing. You know that, right?"

[konstant]

He doesn't answer right away. Instead, he studies Jesus's face for a few long moments as they walk, then smiles and looks down.

"I'm not usually a good addition to anyone's life."

[hippie_ninja]

"You are to mine," he says, his voice fierce with conviction. "I know that has to be hard to get used to, but it's true."

[konstant]

"Well -" he starts to answer, until he catches himself and stops. What he'd said isn't entirely true: he has been advantageous to people like Joshi before.

"I, personally, haven't factored in. I've been beneficial to my superiors. This is all different." Unless it's not. See: digging a tunnel.

[hippie_ninja]

"I know. It's different for me, too--maybe not in the same ways, but this is new. What we have is new to me, too." And frightening, his wavery smile says. But he's here and he's trying and he wants this. "I'm happy when we're just being together. Just existing, the ways that we are."

[konstant]

"Yeah?" K sees the waver in that smile and greets it with a gentle one of his own.

"I'm always worried you'll get bored." This is a tease. It is also not a tease.

[hippie_ninja]

"You have never once bored me," Jesus says with a smirk. "You have surprised me over and over, though. Not many people do."

[konstant]

Not many people.

K knows that Jesus doesn't think of this word the same way he does. Indeed, Jesus has never not thought of K as a person. But it still warms something in him, something long neglected and even aggressively suppressed, something vital. He smiles.

"I like the way it makes you feel."