OOM: Kate, post-row

[the_gene_genie]

He doesn't drag his feet on the way down to the stables, though he's still not sure this is a good idea. But, fact is, much as he's tried to ignore the last row, it won't go away. He's told himself he doesn't care until he's blue in the face, but he's called himself a liar too. And yeah, he was really angry and he's still pissed off when he thinks about it. But he's not as pissed off as he was, and there's a lot he doesn't understand.

Gene doesn't like not understanding things. And he has no intention of hiding away from her either. When he has a problem, he either buries it until it goes away (doesn't seem to be working), or he faces it head on. Seeing as the first option seems to be a non-starter, the second it is.

So there's no trepidation as he walks into the building. None of his usual striding arrogance either though.

'You in here?'

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[ikissdhimbck]

She's not.

It's grown late in the day, and she finished her morning chores hours ago. She moved out to the back paddocks to check the fences and exercise some of the stock — not to mention enjoy the weather.

But Gene doesn't have to wait long. She's heading back to the stables, and in a few minutes the outline of her body can be seen through the back door. She takes a few steps inside before she notices him standing there.



Beat.


"Fancy seein' you here."

Her voice lacks emotion. She's surprised to see him, and wary of his intentions. And, maybe, he's not even here to see her at all. So she continues on her course, turning the corner to the feed room.