Oh — Ford had been stalling, but it seemed they had reached goodbye after all. Of course they had. It had been an awkward interaction and Ford had been hoping it would end quickly, so why wouldn't Macnair had been thinking the same thing? They might not have been touching any more, but that hadn't made this any easier. It was just — awkward as it was, Ford still felt a twinge of regret when Macnair said his goodbyes and he realized that the interaction was coming to an end. He didn't want to have to think of something to say to Macnair, but he still wanted to be around him. It was a strange dichotomy, but Ford didn't have the understand it in order to feel it in the pit of his stomach as the other man turned to go.

"Oh, uh — of course," he said, flustered for no identifiable reason. "I, uhm — thanks again. 'Bye."

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