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"I need sugar and flour. What do you want?" *** He laughed slightly. "I would if I could. It'd be a hell of a lot easier."
"Let's get to the kitchen, and we can grapple up onto the counter once we're there." *** He nodded, leaning back. "I'll stick to visiting."
She grinned, stepping out. "Okay. Let's go." *** "Mm. I miss you."
She opened the door, her bag slung over her shoulder. "Ready?" *** "It's okay," he replied slowly. "Not much different."
(Yoop!) *** "You're my best friend. I feel that way too."
She waved, setting down her cup as she gathered her things; lights, grappling hooks, and a bag. *** He sat on the edge on the edge of the bed....
"Alright," she said warmly. "Meet me here later?" *** He tilted his head. "It's okay. You should get into bed."
She tilted her head slightly. "Okay. I'll get my things together." *** He sighed, relenting. "Okay. I'll stay."
She grinned. "I won't let that happen. When are you free to go? We should do it at night." *** He shook his head. "About you."
"I don't have to." *** He was looking down at her. "I'm worried."
She eased up, leaning against the counter. "You'll be attacked if they catch you either way.. Now personally, I don't really want that to happen,...
She sighed, tilting her head at him. She didn't say anything but he could sense the irritation. *** He raised an eyebrow at her. "You're sick."
"But I could help you raid the kitchen. I'm used to avoiding humans." *** "But I'll be back," he said easily. "It's just to help your cold."
"Why not just steal from the kitchen? That seems.. better." *** He looked back at her with a frown. "Why not?"
She looked surprised as well, tilting her head slightly. "You meant from the tribes..?" *** He went back to the door. "Well.. Okay. I'll just...
"I could help," she offered. "I know the place well." *** He sighed, going back to look. "I don't see anything useful."
She sighed. "I don't know. I'm glad you like it." *** His frown only deepened. "I didn't think it was that bad."
She relaxed slightly. "Really? You aren't just saying that?" *** He frowned, looking back at her. "You.. You really think I'd do that?"
She frowned slightly. "Is.. Is it okay?" *** He huffed. "Why not?"
It was green tea. It tastes slightly sweet, as she added a small amount of honey. *** He looked back at her. "I know. I want to."
