Thomas and Micro had been running around the server all day, running errands, relaying messages from one group to another, and silently mapping out every single base on the server for uh... totally non-explosive reasons. Micro was exhausted, though he didnt want to admit that aloud. Especially since Thomas was deeply engrossed in finding out every popular place on the server to put down landmines and other explosives to cause trouble and he didnt seem like he was planning to stop any time soon.

Micro fidgeted with the hems of his sleeves from pure boredom, the green fabric of his hoodie a delicate shade of green that matched Thomas's poncho that Micro thought suited him perfected while othered begged to differ. Thomas was busy mumbling to himself while crouched down, his knees brushing against the grass while he spoke aloud from time to time, asking rhetorical questions to the universe itself as he scribbled down notes on a piece of paper. Micro leaned over the brunets shoulder, stumbling just slightly as he almost lost his balance.

The man paused before he spoke, a bit hesitant as he watched his partners focus and determination to uh... blow people up. The brunet certainly had his plans set out. Micro stepped back as Thomas stood, deciding to keep his question to himself. Thomas gave a warm, enthusiastic smile as he looked over his shoulder at Micro, the white haired man could see the flecks of gold in his adorable brown eyes before he started to walk, the scrap paper stillin his hand, pencil in the other. The metal chain that connected them rattled and swayed with every movement that the two men did, a constant reminder of their lucky(?) pairing.

Micro trailed behind Thomas like a puppy, his sneakers crushing leaves below Thomas he walked. His eyes traced the other mans physique before the aching pain in his feet returned as the short break came to an end.

"Thomas, when are we going home?"

Micro blurted out before he could stop himself, his tone laced with exhaustion and almost a pleading tint to it as he waited for Thomas's response, still trailing behind him like a lost puppy would.