Trying to catch up on some sleep.

[dontchaserabbits]

Mako and Raleigh are theoretically in Moscow right now. Or is it Saint Petersburg. Raleigh doesn't even remember anymore.

What he does know is that the door to Milliways opened right after their thirty-seventh state dinner, and he was more than happy to grab his co-pilot and run away for a little bit.

He knew there were rooms upstairs, but tonight is the first time that Raleigh's taken advantage of one. Mako acquires two adjacent rooms for the both of them, and they quickly say their goodnights.

Raleigh's on his belly and snoring in less than ten minutes.

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[co_pilot]

He didn't have a dress to zip himself into without a second pair of hands.

She smiles, nodding her head in acknowledgment.

"So do you."

[dontchaserabbits]

"Thank you. Shall we?"

Raleigh's definitely rusty at the whole 'escorting the lady' concept, but he offers her an elbow.

"How long are those shoes going to last?"

[co_pilot]

"Until my feet do."

She's used to maintaining her balance. She's already having an easier time with it as she slips her arm through his.

"Thank you."

[dontchaserabbits]

"You're welcome. Let's go be fancy."

Walking to the door, Raleigh's head may angle slightly downward and behind Mako's back.

It really is a nice dress.

[co_pilot]

If she notices any straying glances, she does not comment on them.

Instead, her fingers curl just so against the inside of Raleigh's forearm, and she leads the way through the door.