[Tate's still distant for a second, acknowledging that and getting himself unhung from the hook he stuck himself on. He blinks and looks back to Derek, emotions shifting back to their usual selves - he's tired from working but relaxed, scratching at his jaw while tipping his head at Derek.]
I like her. I want to keep her - want you to keep her. Whatever. We have to.
[He gestures sidelong.]
You want a drink or anything here or are we okay to go do our shit?
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[Tate's still distant for a second, acknowledging that and getting himself unhung from the hook he stuck himself on. He blinks and looks back to Derek, emotions shifting back to their usual selves - he's tired from working but relaxed, scratching at his jaw while tipping his head at Derek.]
I like her. I want to keep her - want you to keep her. Whatever. We have to.
[He gestures sidelong.]
You want a drink or anything here or are we okay to go do our shit?