“Unh uh.” He Said, shaking his head as you tried to give him a bracelet you’d made. You had waited for a good time to give it to him, and spoke on a duo mission for patrol didn’t sound like a half bad place.

“I ain’t wearing that, it doesn’t even suit my gear.” He tried to protest, his head turning away from you but his gaze slid back the the bracelet.

Mace huffed, picking up the speed of his walk like he could leave you and the little trinket behind.