"Hm." Roxy let out a soft hum as she laid beside Eggsy, shifting some so she could look at him, ignoring her tousled hair, and the fact that she had just arrived to Kentucky when all this- meeting at the airport, her bags almost shoved in the trunk, almost thrown into his home when they arrived, and themselves onto the bed, in a span of ten minutes, give or take- had happened, their reunion much more... animated than she thought. Not that she minded, really; their bodies seemed to fit so snugly, and she couldn't help but feel secure in his hold, her own arms wrapped around him in return, idly thumbing his shoulder as she mused. She had even managed to leg-lock him, and none of these gestures seemed to concern either of them. It did, somehow, give light to a few questions, starting off with 'what are we?', considering they have never talked about it, not before Poppy, not after Tilde...

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Three weeks. It had been three weeks since the last call, with all the preparations Eggsy needed to be sent to Kentucky, with all the work she needed to finish to close Berlin earlier than timeline. Every day seemed busier than the last, a grind for something she wasn't even sure she could achieve, but it was there, tentatively. A surprise visit, a means to finally close the distance.

But they were trying, at least. Despite what seemed to be books of unspoken words, they tried; Roxy managed to send in little snippets of her life, at least. The afternoon following the call, she managed to go through her little shopping, sending him a montage of mirror selfies that showed a grungy her, and a few other outfits, even asking him what she should buy (she bought them all, at a handsome price). The next days were photos of what she ate, of going to a night market, of the bright blue sky along with the caption: 'I wish it was always this bright back home', and all other things when she had the time. Well, sometimes even making the time.

And when the fabled day came, when the work was done and she technically had time off to do as she pleased, she requested just a day longer in Germany, and the next, a flight to their cousins, where she knew Eggsy was, which was easily granted.

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Louiseville International Airport. 2357H. Quite late for a call, really, but after kind exchanges with colleagues from Berlin, she was left alone, a hint giddy at that, taking a lounge seat to give him a call, a bit of anticipation brewing within.

"Hey," Roxy called softly once he picked up. Her background was the clean magnolia of the lounge, her eyes just a little tired from the flight. Seeing Eggsy relieved all of that, however, doing her best to contain her surprise. "I hope I hadn't interrupted your sleep... do you think I could have you pick me up, please?"

"How is that a mistake?" Elio yelled looking at wide eyes from Viveka to Daithi and back. "You can't just accidentally have a loaded gun around! Why do you even have a gun to begin with?!" To say that he was in shock was an understatement. It was true he had lived in America for a few years now but he still hadn't encountered someone with an actual gun. Which now he came to think of it was pretty rare all things considered. Then again he did live in a city.