We come as a matched set. [ Love one, love them both- the thought is as flippant as it is panic inducing but they shove it away before either of them can properly articulate it. With all the care they give fragile strands of code, they rest their hand on her cheek. ]

I wish to apologize for attempting to kill you. I was not myself and all too much myself at the same time. Using Taylor like that- attempting to use you like that-

[ His lips press thin, the green behind York's eye dims, Taylor murmuring to cover some infinite moment of awkwardness within the time dilation of their joint existence. ] Hits close to home, kinda. Something he thought he couldn't ever do.