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He shook his head slightly. "What if they capture you, O? What then?"
She took them. "Hm.. I don't like this bullying."
"You don't know that," he said, folding his arms.
She groaned. "So mean."
"Yeah? And if you get captured?"
"There's nothing wrong with it," she complained.
He frowned, sitting up. "You know how I feel about it."
She glared at him playfully. "You're the one who ordered peanut butter and jelly!"
He looked up at her. "Hm?"
She squinted. "What?'
"Hm.. I think a tuna sandwich."
He got up, putting on a shirt before going back to the bed.
She grinned. "We'll see."
He looked up at her before reaching up and kissing her cheek. "I think you are too."
"We'll just trade," she said playfully.
He nodded, stretching out again.
"I don't know," she teased, "it's not like I'd change my mind."
He kissed her temple. "That's a shame."
"I like to think of you as a.. Hmm.. wayfarer? Nomad?" She grinned. "Plus you're hot and you're kind to me."
He looked down at her affectionately, raising an eyebrow. "You're cute."
