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She frowned. "Do I seem like the type of person who would?"
(Yoop!) *** She got out the butter. "You were today."
"Mm," he murmured. "Sorry."
She sighed. "This will be over soon enough."
He chuckled, going to do the same. *** "You're wrong."
"I'm fine," he said, looking around with a frown. "Did you.. Clean?'
She laughed slightly, but her brows were furrowed. "It was important to me.. But I guess I see your point."
He nodded. "I think that's a good idea." *** "I do! Why else would I have it?"
She would hear water running in his room, most likely from the bathroom. About an hour later he came out looking.. relatively normal.
"Yeah, but.. Obviously you knew I had it. Specifically that. There was other jewelry in the preparation room that would have been much easier to...
He looked up at her. "What should we do today?" *** "It is. I just wanted to make sure."
"So do I," he said, his tone annoyed. "I am fine."
She sighed, looking tired. "Why did you steal it in the first place?"
He kissed her cheek before going to stoke the fire. *** "I do!"
"I'm fine," he said sharply, his voice rough. "I can handle it. Go to sleep."
"In the end I didn't," she said, raising an eyebrow. "You're the one that stole from me in the first place. Neither of us would be in this mess."
He laughed out loud. "Wow, thanks." *** "Okay. Just checking."
He shut his door loudly, though it was unintentional, and went to tend to his wounds.
"I wanted to apologize," she said, though her voice was hard, "or thank you, or something. But.. I figured you were only doing this because I'm...
He nodded. "Of course." *** "It doesn't have to be that."
