[No, nonononono. No. No, there's got to be something they can do-- they have a fucking doctor, and a robotics professor. There's-- he should have made a copy of his code or. or something. As Connor's grip grows weak, han grips his hand harder, and then starts crying.
His stupid boyfriend has the worst sense of timing in the whole... fucking.... universe.]
You... You tell me that now.
[not yesterday. not when he said it to him. but now. when what han had feared was going to happen the whole time comes to light.]
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His stupid boyfriend has the worst sense of timing in the whole... fucking.... universe.]
You... You tell me that now.
[not yesterday. not when he said it to him. but now. when what han had feared was going to happen the whole time comes to light.]
... I can't believe you.
[his voice is shaky and he pulls his hand closer]
You-- I'm going to fix this. Okay? i.
[He swallows.]
I love you too.