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Fix My Mechanical Heart

"No, it isn't," Mark told her calmly. "You were just being cautious. No one can blame you for that."
 
Noticing that she was still looking uncomfortable, Mark reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. "Hey, if there's something wrong, you can tell me."
 
Mark nodded and returned the smile as he pulled his hand back. "That's good." He chuckled once before speaking again. "Now that we've gotten the sad stuff out of the way, I think it's time that we let ourselves just enjoy this night out together."
 
A waiter had finally come by to hand the two their meals. "Alright, let's eat!" Mark declared as he picked up his fork to skewer bits of his pasta.
 
"Oh man, this is good," he said to himself after swallowing what he'd eaten. This was very different for Mark. He wasn't used to enjoying himself like this, to letting go and forgetting about his troubles. Regardless, he allowed himself to revel in the moment.
 
Kiora smiled and nodded. "This is amazing." she mumbled between bites, quickly inhaling a lot of her food. She was used to eating fancy food, which is why at home she liked to eat as least fancy as possible.
 
Mark raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You eat fast," he remarked. "But then again, I guess you're used to it, seeing as you need the carbs to control your mech in the first place."
 
Kiora smiled and nodded. "I like efficiency, so I trained myself to eat fast so I would spend less time sitting around and trying to eat enough carbs to keep me up and running."
 
"Figures. You seem to like to work based on speed," Mark commented as he took another bite out of his pasta.
 
Kiora nodded and giggled, taking another bite. It figured that her mech and her operated the same way.
 
Mark ate in silence for a while before he spoke up again. "It feels nice, eating out like this."
 
Not quite sure of what else to say, Mark worked on finishing up his pasta quietly again. But then he reached over and speared his fork through some of Kiora's pasta before lifting it to his mouth and eating it.
 
Kiora yelped. "Hey!" she said, looking at him as she took some of his food, scooping it into her mouth happily.
 
Mark laughed. "I figured that I might as well have done that, since you stole some of my drink first last time."
 
"Twice in a row? Yeah, that's totally fair," he said in a mocking tone as he reached over to steal some of Kiora's pasta again.
 
Shaking his head with a smile, Mark put his fork down and filled his glass with water, drinking it all before putting it back down. "You were lucky."
 

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