[ It's not the fight he's regretting, but the timing and the circumstances. Raleigh's come down to meet Chuck here to extend a hand and - optimistically speaking - fix things before they can back each other for Pitfall, but Raleigh still has to swallow down the urge to snap back at Chuck, because --
-- No. Chuck is bleeding tension into the very air between them; Raleigh is again reminded that both of their systems are still firing up synaptic pathways and sensory echoes, brains cleaved in two where Mako's and Herc’s minds had occupied not hours before.
They're exhausted.
Raleigh puts the supplies down on the floor, runs gloved hands over his face and through his hair, hands knitting over the back of his neck like he's trying to catch his breath after a run. He looks at Chuck with his shoulders locked tight. ] I'm not here to apologize. [ Don't go looking for another fight. ]
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-- No. Chuck is bleeding tension into the very air between them; Raleigh is again reminded that both of their systems are still firing up synaptic pathways and sensory echoes, brains cleaved in two where Mako's and Herc’s minds had occupied not hours before.
They're exhausted.
Raleigh puts the supplies down on the floor, runs gloved hands over his face and through his hair, hands knitting over the back of his neck like he's trying to catch his breath after a run. He looks at Chuck with his shoulders locked tight. ] I'm not here to apologize. [ Don't go looking for another fight. ]