"Mhm, but it's better if you prepare yourself, you never know when you'll need to do the dirty work." With all the food alpha Earth had, it wouldn't be able to put him into a good shape.

"I had to be always prepared, I never really could trust the other's. But the food was a real problem for me, the more you train, the more you need protein." A deep sigh.

"Yeah, I know——" but it still seemed wrong to eat more than he used to. His stomach got used to the protein bars and rations.

He approached, curious, blonde hair damp with sweat.

Embarrassing like the first time, his natural pupil dilated for a moment and his prosthetic eye flicked briefly. "Why...?"

"You and the other me... Keep doing this."

"What's the deal with this? Are you two trying to turn me into a softie or something like this?"

"I don't see you kissing... Other agent's cheeks like this."

A pause. Moment of realization. "You mean... Romantically?"

He frowned, a little confused by the new realization——but soon he turned his face to be able to look at the other (at his mask). "Take it off."

No one was there because he was there, people kept avoiding being at the same place as him. He didn't care, Alexander simply stared at the other, his mismatched eyes sharp, analytical. "Say that again."

"Why?" Love was such a strong word. Always treated like it was sacred... And he was saying it so easily.

"This is ridiculous."

"It makes no sense to love someone like me." He crossed his arms.

"Because... I'm not a good... Person, you know it." Clicking his tongue, he looked away.

"You know the things I've done." Yet, there he was, caressing his face.

Alexander grew up thinking that love was a strange concept, and this only made him think about how odd it sounded. How could people love him? So evil, so cursed. Silent, he remained, just letting the other touch his face.

He didn't pull away——because honestly, when was the last time someone touched him like that? Actually, he leaned on his touch.

This was some very awkward silence, but he didn't say a word anyways. It was good to be touched.

His body was tense, but he closed his mismatched eyes to receive that kiss——it was simple, soft, and made him sigh.