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He sighed, relaxing his arms. "My name is Abel."
"Tsh. You stole from me. Am I supposed to think you're a saint?" Now her voice was condescending. "A bad guy with a heart of gold?"
He frowned at her. "What is it to you?"
He laughed. "I still love you." *** "I'm not afraid to beat up injured people."
She eyes narrowed. "I'm not talking about them. I'm talking about you."
He hesitated, before his expression hardened and he stood up again. "Just trust me. I have experience."
"Maybe I am." *** She squinted. "Too bad.:
She scowled at him again, her brows furrowing. "I'm not a thief, like you. You can be condescending all you want, but I'll rest easy knowing I at...
"I think they're trying to come back," he said lowly. "And they're using their advanced technology to do it."
"I love you too," he said brightly. "You're lovely." *** She offered her hands. "Let's do it together?"
"No," she said quietly a small frown on her face. "I've never needed to."
He huffed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well.. It's a lot. What you saw was only a small piece of what's really going on. Behind the scenes.."...
He smiled slightly, giving her a quick small kiss on the cheek. *** She nodded, getting up. "I got it."
She frowned, looking around uncertainly as they traveled. She was quiet, her arms crossed.
"I could've," he said, his voice gruff. "It'd be a hell of a lot easier. But I have some respect for people."
He kissed her back, turning to her. *** She nodded. "Good."
She rolled her eyes. "Fine. Lead the way."
He murmured something in agreement, and they made their way. After a bit of walking, they were in the darker areas of the city. He went down a...
He grinned at her. "Yeah. Like old times." *** "Good," she said. "You?"
She glared at him. "Fine. We'll wait then."
