Work Text:
Look, Laza, I just realized something is wrong. Whoever's controlling us just… doesn't want us to live happily.
You know, while I was working, something felt really off, like there's someone trying to keep us from living normal lives.
I've been suffering through this all day long, but I'm barely earning any credits, which is unfair because I just want the best for you.
The thing is, I have to work for them. Even if that means risking my life for yours. I don't want to be supplicated, and neither do you.
This is for the both of us, Laza.