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Face had stayed awake after outlining his plan, long after the others had drifted away to catch what rest they could. Murdock knew that the responsibility was weighing heavily on him, particularly coming so soon after the reveal of Morrison's betrayal. He found him still looking over the three plastic cups, mentally going over the details of the plan.

"Who has the most to lose from this? Me," he'd pointed out to him. "And I trust you."

"Yeah, I know.. but you're crazy."

"Not that crazy."

Eventually he coaxes a genuine smile out of him, and he pulls him away from the table. "C'mon, you're not gonna do us any favors stayin' up all night."

Face follows him without too much protest, stopping short when he reaches their makeshift sleeping quarters. "What is that?"

"What, that?" Murdock grins, picking up the small stuffed hippo. "Found it with the dolls. Must've gotten mixed in with the wrong shipment."

Face just shakes his head as Murdock pulls him down to sleep, still humming his faux-operatic tune. Eventually, the soft singing changes to a more melancholy melody.

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"Since I'm the one with a higher likelihood of not makin' it out of this, we should be having this conversation the other way 'round."

He feels something lumpy under his head and pulls out the poor scandalized stuffed hippo.

"Next time, let's not do that with an audience."

He can't help but smile, brushing another kiss against Murdock's cheek as he makes eye contact with the plush.

"I think think it was a mutually enjoyable bonding experience."

Pointedly turning the hippo's head away, he returns the kiss with feeling.

"And for the record, you show it just fine."

It's easy when they're alone and temptation is the furthest thing from his mind.

"Mmm, I move to seal that record in case of future disagreements."

Meaning, 'I hope your opinion doesn't change, but it probably will.'

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

Meaning 'I'm still gonna love you even when you screw up.'