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She gave him a smirk, narrowing her eyes and tilting her head skeptically.
He fell silent, his whole body still terribly tense.
She looked at him thoughtfully before leaning over and resting her head on his chest.
"I love you too."
He seemed terribly embarrassed.
She seemed relieved. "Oh, thank the Lord."
"We'll try it," he said quietly, muffled slightly.
“I have to keep reminding myself that we’ll head home eventually.”
“I’m devastated.”
He immediately turned bright right, leaning back slightly as his hand came up to run through her hair.
She seemed thoughtful, crossing her arms. “That’s not a lot of information.”
He buried his face in her neck, his arms holding her tightly to him, as if he were afraid to let her go.
“Where would you like to go?”
“This is so sad. I’m miserable.”
“Like what?”
She patted his face distractedly, scanning the board. “So these are our targets? That’s it?”
She would be able to hear his quick heartbeat. “I’m sorry I’m making this so hard.”
She gave him a small smile. “I meant in terms of missions.”
“You’re breaking my heart.”
“There are rituals?!”
