Mako really is queen of all things and deserves a medal for dealing with all these meatheads.

"No you didn't," Raleigh says with a little smirk, recognizing his line from the previous night.

He lets Chuck in and shuts the door behind him, eyes following that hand as it comes to settle on his stomach.

It's warm, it's good -- he likes it. He takes a step closer, bridging the gap and he lifts his gaze to fix his eyes on Chuck. The ice is gone, at least. Now there's only fire.