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Fit sighs, finishing the sketch of the run down base they'd managed to find. The sketch's a bit of a rough draft, but he'll just ink it and add some color once they're back in the labs. He could easily take a picture with his arm, but Fit finds sketching much more fun and relaxing.
"Find anything, Pac?" He calls out, closing the book and carefully placing it into his inventory.
He sees Pac poke his head from the corner, an excited smile on his face. "Sim!" He cheers, quickly moving over to Fit and gently grabbing his hand. "I think I found the entrance to that portal room we heard rumours about!"
Fit's eyes widened and he laughs, letting himself be dragged through the ruins of what once was a cult base. "Of course you would figure out a way to find it." He says, a beam on his face. "Finding bases in 2b2t has become easier with you."
Pac lets out a happy hum, leading him down to a hole that's been covered by rubble. "Of course you would, you're adventuring with a thief after all." He snickers.
"You're not just any thief, you're my thief." Fit points out. It might be cheesy, but Fit's long gone to really care anymore. Once you're in solitude for months, return to find out you lost your family, and spend the next year completely alone in the wasteland, you learn to stop caring about a lot of things.
"Yeah, yeah– I know." Pac says, letting go of Fit's hand and dropping down the hole. "I'll catch you!"
Fit nods and jumps down, a soft 'oof' escaping him when Pac manages to catch him. He hops down onto the ground, and takes out a torch. The only thing illuminating the area is the sun coming from the hole they dropped down from, and he's not willing to risk it.
"Do you think I can be in your office when you do the recording?" Pac asks, voice light as they follow Fit down a small passageway.
Fit smiles. "I thought you were gonna work on that project of yours." He says.
"That's next week!" Pac laughs, shaking his head. "Today, I'm going home to relax."
"I have no doubt in my mind that the minute you get back to the lab, you're going to start working." Fit chuckles. "You are a force of nature when you want to."
Pac rolls his eyes, a bright smile on his face. "Though, there's no reason why I can't join in the recording– I wanna watch you talk about lore and theories."
"I'd like that." Fit admits. "You don't really visit me when I'm recording, even though I'm sure you know what I'm doing."
"I don't want to disturb you, so I don't. I can see you're pretty into it." Pac says, giving him a shy smile.
Fit grabs his waist and presses a kiss to his forehead. "Nothing you do will ever disturb me, my beloved."