The city. Unless you wanted to sleep on the beach.
[ A few months ago, Mako probably would have left it at that: an answer to a question, and nothing else, no matter the other part of what Wu said, no matter the raccoon still glaring up at him with big dark eyes.
It's true, but the words still make guilt twist coldly through him. Mako isn't having a good day, but he doesn't need to take that out on Wu, who's been there since he woke up, who dragged him from the salt and the sand and held him until he remembered who he was.
Mako can't lean on him like this. He can't make Wu's life harder, no matter how shitty he feels.
The boardwalk gives way to a path, and Mako swallows, walking a little closer himself, untangling his arm from Wu's only to wrap it around his shoulders instead. ]
...I don't think any of us are having a great day.
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[ A few months ago, Mako probably would have left it at that: an answer to a question, and nothing else, no matter the other part of what Wu said, no matter the raccoon still glaring up at him with big dark eyes.
It's true, but the words still make guilt twist coldly through him. Mako isn't having a good day, but he doesn't need to take that out on Wu, who's been there since he woke up, who dragged him from the salt and the sand and held him until he remembered who he was.
Mako can't lean on him like this. He can't make Wu's life harder, no matter how shitty he feels.
The boardwalk gives way to a path, and Mako swallows, walking a little closer himself, untangling his arm from Wu's only to wrap it around his shoulders instead. ]
...I don't think any of us are having a great day.