Tech Jedi Knight
"You know," he said quietly to Cora. He didn't want to interrupt the main event. "He also hasn't watched season three of Uptown Manor. You know...if you wanted to catch up..."
"Kark."
As a Knight he was afforded something closer to a studio apartment. He had his own shower, a bed, a small desk and even room for a small microwave and mini-fridge. There was a small bookshelf he had tried to hang himself, before giving up and asking for help. That was very new. There were even books on it. They had bookmarks in them.
The space did not stop Makko from letting it become a mess. He'd left a plate unwashed on the desk, spare robes and clothes scattered across the floor. Makko checked his wrist-chrono, grimaced, swallowed the panic and set to tidying up. He already had season 3 of Uptown Manor loaded up.
Makko's time on Denon was a period he wanted to put behind him. He had made a big mistake and - if he was honest with himself - had been a little seduced by being treated as special by Fractal State. In a few moments of clarity, he had ensured credits had been well hidden from the gang. It wasn't a fortune, but it felt like a lot to Makko. He had spent some of it one a really nice holoprojector. It stayed on the desk beside the bed and he could sit or lie there and watch shows projected across almost an entire wall.
Eventually he ended up kicking a small pile of laundry under the bed. He didn't think Corazona von Ascania would be around for more than a few hours so she would never know. They had been through the rollercoaster of emotions to get there and he just wanted a few quiet hours. Makko had finally accepted that the past was not a place they could turn to, but he wanted Cora to be safe and content. And he still wanted her in his life.
He sat on the edge of his bed, pretended to scroll through some news on his datapad and waited.