[As much as he'd told Archer that he still considered him human, that he was a person and not simply a weapon, there was still something about him that set off alarm bells in Kimblee's head, telling him that actively moving toward a threat rather than pulling away was going to bite him one day. He disregards it for now, however; had it been someone like Pride, he wouldn't have attempted the first time, but this is Archer he's talking to. He knows Archer; he doesn't trust him, because Kimblee never fully trusts anyone, but he knows him.
He doesn't join him on the bed, but he does stop in front of him, in very close proximity; he reaches out to play with Archer's hair again.]
You can relax - there's nothing to get so worked up about. It's fine.
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He doesn't join him on the bed, but he does stop in front of him, in very close proximity; he reaches out to play with Archer's hair again.]
You can relax - there's nothing to get so worked up about. It's fine.