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She went to him, wrapping her arm around his waist. "Good. What about you?"
"There has to be something else we can do," he said softly. "Something safer."
She relaxed, coming out. "Hey."
"I just.. I don't like it," he said quietly.
Fleur woke the next morning, sitting up and looking around before going out into the main room.
He frowned, saying nothing.
(Zoop?)
"There has to be safer ways."
She didn't wake, staying asleep.
He looked nervous. "Well.. Maybe there's another way we can do it without going back.."
She fell asleep rather quickly, hugging him.
He shook his head still. "O, I don't want to risk it."
She nodded, shutting her eyes and resting her head on his chest.
He shook his head. "No. I don't like it."
She sighed. "Sort of."
"Yes she can," he told her. "She'll take you. Either she'll do that for information, or do it to draw me in."
Her blush deepened. "I know you are."
"I'm going with you, then," he said with a frown.
She flushed, tilting her head slightly. "You're sweet."
He shrugged. "Not to me, she isn't."
