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She nodded, keeping close to him with a thoughtful eye.
"Not cruel. Just.. different."
She squeezed his hands nervously. "I love you.. I'll always love you.."
He ran a hand through her hair. "Right. Sorry.."
"No.. It's Jekyll and Hyde, my love," he said teasingly.
She shook her head. "It's- It's not okay. Don't think like that.. I love you more than life itself.. It's real. It's real. I wouldn't.. I...
She blinked. "Oh.. I was just kidding.. I'm sorry. I mean, I would have cuddled with you anyways, because I really love you. I'm sorry."
He smiled slightly. "Just awful."
In that moment she looked terribly sad. "No, baby.. Don't think like that.. P-please don't think like that.."
She laughed. "Hm. You're the one that wants to live in dog pee."
"Not yet! Not ever.."
She frowned. "But.. Wouldn't I know? I would know if I settled or not.."
"I would love to!" she said. "But have you been good enough to earn it?"
"..Drunk Francis.."
She looked somewhat worried. "I know you, Jack. I love you for who you are. You deserve the world.."
She raised a finger. "I would."
"Eh.. Sure."
"No," she said firmly. "I didn't. I wouldn't want anyone but you. Despite what you believe, I know what I am doing."
"I would prefer not to.." She shook her head. "You're so close to not getting cuddles."
He chuckled, getting out. "That's an appearance."
