"If you want to," he replies. It's nice of her to offer. Malcolm knows she's more equipped to talk with Ainsley about what she might be feeling than he is.
It's not that he'd ever be unwilling to talk with Harley about the fact that she's killed before, just that he hates to think of her that way. He cares about her too much to think of her as the thing that he hunts for a living.
Harley keeps running her fingers through his hair with a smile. Now that he's let himself say the words, he doesn't seem able to stop saying it. She can't say she minds.
Malcolm nods, closing his eyes again. Her fingers in his hair are so soothing. Normally he's the type that has to play the hero, the one who has to take care of everyone. It's so nice to be taken care of for a change. Harley's gently attentions send him drifting back to sleep once more.
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It's not that he'd ever be unwilling to talk with Harley about the fact that she's killed before, just that he hates to think of her that way. He cares about her too much to think of her as the thing that he hunts for a living.
"I love you."
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Harley keeps running her fingers through his hair with a smile. Now that he's let himself say the words, he doesn't seem able to stop saying it. She can't say she minds.
"Go back to sleep, babe."
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