Tank, do you really want me dead? Those guys aren't kidding around.
Actually I really do need a kick in the rear. NWH is a story that means a lot to me (for lots of reasons I won't get into), so I really do want to write the second half.
Kaethel
- I'm your partner. I'm your friend. - Is that what we are? - Oh, you know what? I don't know what we are. We kiss and then we never talk about it. We nearly die frozen in each other's arms, but we never talk about it, so no, I got no clue what we are.
Those guys aren't kidding around. 
