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[guitarosecutor]

[No one could call the two of them lazy.]

[Klavier might be laid-back and typically mellow, but just because a man doesn't burn with hyperactive energy doesn't mean he gets nothing done. His practices -- guitar and legal -- take up more of his time than he lets on, particularly since his perfectionism in the former and attention to detail in the latter put him head-and-shoulders above most.]

[And Athena is nothing but energy, with her bubbling enthusiasm and long runs and lapses into foreign language.]

[So to find the two of them sprawled out on Klavier's couch, having drifted off in the middle of the day, is unusual to say the least.]

[But coming back to normal is quite a transition, especially after everything that had happened. Worlds revealed and people met and traumas and disasters endured... Maybe their exhaustion is understandable, after all, though no one who hadn't lived what they had could understand it.]

[This being Klavier and Athena, though, quiet couldn't last. The prosecutor shifts slightly, the arm curled around her nudging at her as he sort of twitches his way awake. A low yawn escapes, along with a languid stretch of one arm that also tightens the one against her.]

I knew we shouldn't have sat down...

[Though he's in no hurry to leave, it seems.]

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[guitarosecutor]

But we'll have to fight all the harder inside it. Put every ounce of us into crushing the other, so no one can say I let you off easy because I'm charmed by your pretty face, or that you couldn't stand up to me because of our relationship...

[But the prospect, rather than bothering him, excites him instead,m and his arm tightens around her in anticipation. What a perfect scenario!]

[cykedfists]

[She couldn't contain her small laugh to that. Normally that would be a bad thing between a couple, but in this case? It's good to know she can give it her all and it won't be held against her; the same goes for him as well. It was the nature of their jobs and honestly outside of the case, it won't make a difference. Or at least, she's going to try her best not to let it get to her.]

That sounds like a challenge, Prosecutor Gavin. I can't let people think I've gone soft now, can I? [Ignore the fact that she basically is already.]

[guitarosecutor]

[Whichever won of them 'won', truth itself would win. That's all that matters. He can hold utter faith in her that her adherence to the truth is greater than any other consideration... just as she can to him. They wouldn't be together otherwise.]

I hate to tell you this, but I've personally learned you are soft in some very particular places... although nice and firm in others, ja? [He slides a hand around to her stomach, just to make the point.] But I won't tell anyone.