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"Well I don't like your plans and you don't like mine. I'm trying to find a compromise."
She hesitated, looking deeply conflicted before nodding. "Okay."
"It's not like I'd be down there," he said. "But... I wouldn't be able to help you inside."
Fleur looked up, her eyes wide. "But.."
"Is there any way I can help if you go? Like.. using my sniper?"
She sighed. "I hope he gets here soon."
He frowned, tilting his head at her.
"A bit less than a month," she said, her brows furrowed.
"I'm just trying to think."
She nodded slowly, sitting back as she listened.
"..No.. But someone can."
She laughed slightly. "At times."
"One that doesn't involve you going. My robot idea was pretty cool."
She looked a little uncomfortable, looking down. "I'd say so."
"New ideas," he added flatly.
She frowned slightly, tiling her head. "..Because I like him?"
He frowned. "Do you have any ideas?"
She shook her head. "Not anymore."
He hesitated "That's correct."
"It's probably better than way," she said honestly.
