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She squinted at him. "I have a problem with uncleanliness."
She laughed. "That too."
She tilted her head, stepping out. "Oh. Alright then. When you get back."
She grinned at him "Because I really like you."
"Why not? The mud must be in here, too."
She smiled at him gently, intertwining their fingers and kissing his hand.
She moved past him to clean his scouting ship.
She took it, looking over at her. "Better."
She didn't say anything for a moment before giving him the mop.
She nodded, carefully trying to stand.
She frowned. "What? No."
She sighed, brushing his hair back gently before sitting back, giving him room to get up.
"Don't," she told him. "You're fine."
He left, shutting the door behind him. *** She propped herself up, looking at him worriedly, using one hand to check for injuring.
She waved him off. "I got the mop."
He glanced back. "Nah, I'll be okay." *** She looked panicked, staring down at him. "Are you okay?!"
She came back a moment later with a mop. "You don't have to do that."
He nodded, starting towards the door. "See you." *** She glared at him playfully before her eyes widened and a gasp escaped her throat. Her...
She rolled her eyes playfully, going to get cleaning supplies.
He sighed. "Is that all..?" *** She looked up at him. "Don't jinx it."
