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Her glare only hardened. "Oh, you will, Trevor. You have messed with a force to be reckoned with."
"Only if I find someone," he said, squinting at her. *** She eased up, letting go of one hand.
She stopped, her expression blanking as she just watched him. After a moment she folded her arms. "You're going to get into bed expecting a...
He squinted at her. "..Yes." *** She nodded, relaxing slowly as she straightened.
She grinned playfully. "You're taking an awfully long time."
"There is no one, Gwen." *** She held onto his hands tightly, watching him. "You'll catch me?"
She laughed. "I appreciate that. Why not just take off your shoes?"
"I don't have anyone." *** She looked around with wide eyes. "Oh *squee!*, oh *squee!*. I'm gonna fall."
She came around the corner, pausing. "What.. are you doing?"
He frowned. "No comment." *** She hesitated for a moment before stepping onto the ice, taking his hands.
Juliet would nearby in the cargo hold. She usually came down when he returned to clean up a bit.
He frowned. "Hm.. I see." *** "Still fine. Shall we?"
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He hesitated. "But if I did.. why do you ask?" *** She looked at the ice. "Okay.. I trust you."
He frowned, sitting back in thought.
"N..No?" *** "I'm gonna fall so much.,c
He put on a glove, touching it.
He seemed unsure. "I've had a few girlfriends in the past.." *** She stood up and took his hand. "This is going to be very embarrassing for me."
He was silent for a moment, simply watching shattered tube with wide eyes.
He blinked, looking over at her with a small flush. "What?" *** She paused, looking over at him. "..Oh?"
