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TC: ………………..that's a long time to leave a new slave unfettered, Master. *is this real…or a game?*

Zero: *shrugs* If you decide to disappear on me, then that is what you decide. I won't hunt you down, or report you missing. *looks at TC.* And should you leave and later decide to return, my home will always be open to you. *he...hasn't removed TC's collar yet either. He...legally can't and doesn't have a replacement lacking the inhibitors...yet. But he does pull out the remote to TC's collar and steps up to the Seeker...and presses the remote into his hand. When he pulls his hands back, he leaves the remote in TC's hand* I won't stop you from leaving if that's your wish. Be safe, and I wish you happiness...just in case I don't see you again.

TC: */stiffens/ at the sight of the remote, optics narrowing as he braces, then nearly flinches back as the hated thing is put in his hand . . . he stares it for a long moment, then /crushes/ it in his fist, letting it fall from his hand as he looks back up at Zero*  I told you, I don’t play games. *steps back, then turns and /leaps/, heel thrusters firing as he gains enough height to transform, then /streaks/ off with a ROAR of turbines*

Zero: *softly to himself as he watches TC go* Neither do I... *he'll get into the air and take his time reaching the tower. It's about a joor and a half when he makes a rather pathetic landing, that's more a fall, onto the top of the tower. If TC isn't there, he'll wait a bit before deciding that TC has taken a grab for freedom*

TC: *the blue jet is never out of sight for long, though he doesn't /stay/ in sight the whole time, streaking around or climbing as high as he can before freefalling, kicking his turbines over again at last instant to recover expertly . . . by the time Zero's at the tower, TC's already there and will catch the awkward flyer as promised*

Zero: *smiles at him, sheepish* Thank you. I've not quite gotten the hang of landing yet. *shrugs* Obviously. Hopefully I wasn't too much of an embarrassment. *hey, he flies pretty well, actually rather fast and agile...just sucks at landing.* How's your fuel level. *he forgot to have TC fuel before they left, he was so eager to get the Seeker in the skies he just...forgot. He does have several cubes with him, as he's on low and /sure/ TC must be now too.*

TC: *another reason he never really got /too/ far away, making sure he'd be able to make it back*  I'm fine, sir, thank you. *he's low…but he's so used to it…and no, he's /not/ commenting on the rest, he knows better*

Zero: Mn. How low is "fine"? Or rather, how many cubes will it take to top off your tank?

TC: …..top off? I…I don't know, sir. But I'm still functional.

Zero: I can see that. Hm. Here. *he removes two large cubes from subspace*. Drink those and tell me if your tank is /full/ once done. *he'll pull out a third and start to drink.*

TC: *hasn't seen cubes this large, certainly not offered to /him/, since…  - he accepts with a nod and starts to drink…then about /chokes/, not used to such /good/ grade anymore*

Zero: *glances at him, but if TC recovers quickly Zero won’t comment on it.  He’ll just let the Seeker drink, enjoying his own fuel in the meantime.*