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Raffi watches as Seven takes her time in the ensuite, combing her hair, washing her face, brushing her teeth.
“It’s funny seeing you do such normal human things”
Raffi muses out loud.
“What's that supposed to mean? Just because I’m Borg…”Raffi can hear the defensiveness enter Seven’s voice immediately.
That came out wrong. There’s a disonnence between her brian and mouth.
“Thats not how i meant it” She reaches out to Seven. “I didn’t think about the Borg thing. It’s just, your a Superhero to me. Unencumbered by these everyday banalities.”
Seven Softens.
“Even Superheros need good dental-hygenie Raffi.”