Oh. That's awful. [ Wu's face falls too. He can't even imagine that. ] I-- I suppose I'll just see what happens. Maybe I won't meet anyone who I'm interested in.
And that, that could happen, if you dated, here, too.
[ Some—not all, but some—of Mako's tension eases away a little bit, and he relaxes back against the counter with a tentative smile. ] Did I actually help?
Yes. You did. [ Wu smiles at him, then he's across the space between them, his arms around Mako's waist, squeezing tight ] Thank you! For listening. And for not freaking out.
I don't know. People back home freak out about stuff like this. [ Wu mumbles that into his shoulder, holding on tight.
People freak out, especially the man who two days ago told you he couldn't date you because you're also a man. Even if it was a hallucination or a dream, Mako told him that, to his face.
Slowly, he pulls back enough to look at Mako. ] I guess I give good advice. I do feel better.
[ Though that is a very fair worry, and Mako still doesn't know the words for all of the confusion he's gone through, all the uncertainty. But that's for another time. Or never. Deerington isn't the place to examine things like that, isn't the place for dates, he learned. There's too much at risk.
He feels oddly cold when Wu pulls away, lets his hands drop slowly until they're apart, and then offers a small smile. ] Let's, uh. Make a smoothie. Then we'll finish the cakes.
Yes. Yes, I suppose you are. [ Wu watches him for another moment before clapping his hands together ] Smoothie! Yes. I'm sure it'll be better than the one I attempted earlier. It was.... terrible.
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And that, that could happen, if you dated, here, too.
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[ Especially not after David. Mako is now completely convinced it's a terrible idea, and a distraction he doesn't need. ] It's not worth it. To me.
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I, thanks, Mako.
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He did it, though. He listened, and he didn't freak Wu out more, and Wu's thanking him. ] What would I freak out about, exactly?
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People freak out, especially the man who two days ago told you he couldn't date you because you're also a man. Even if it was a hallucination or a dream, Mako told him that, to his face.
Slowly, he pulls back enough to look at Mako. ] I guess I give good advice. I do feel better.
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[ Though that is a very fair worry, and Mako still doesn't know the words for all of the confusion he's gone through, all the uncertainty. But that's for another time. Or never. Deerington isn't the place to examine things like that, isn't the place for dates, he learned. There's too much at risk.
He feels oddly cold when Wu pulls away, lets his hands drop slowly until they're apart, and then offers a small smile. ] Let's, uh. Make a smoothie. Then we'll finish the cakes.
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[ But Mako, this time, is mostly smiling and not laughing at him, so that's something, right? ]
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It was thick and gluey. I couldn't drink it.
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[ He is Not Laughing, Wu, he promises. Nope. ]
Okay. Smoothies 101, come on. This is probably the most important cooking skill for you.