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He brushed her hair back. "Love you."
She said nothing before sitting up again. "I really should go work on it.."
He pursed his lips. "Hm.. Fine.'
She sighed, shaking her head. "Still... I'm so sorry, August."
"Or what?"
She sighed. "It's.. a lot. I'm going to have to keep working. I'm sorry. It's my fault that were stuck here."
"Though, you always look nice."
She frowned, looking sad. "I'm sorry, August.. I'm trying to fix the ship so we can get back."
He yawned. "You look nice."
She reached up, brushing his hair back gently as she observed him worriedly. "Maybe tomorrow I could teach you some words.."
He rolled his eyes, leaning back into the bed.
She crawled into bed beside him, looking somewhat worried. "Do you remember what the person who hurt you looked like..?"
He squinted. "If you say so."
This seemed to startle her slightly. "What..?"
He sighed, pulling her close.
She frowned, approaching the bed reluctantly. "I have to find a way to bring us back.."
He nodded before kissing her again.
She looked tired but stood up. "I should.. probably keep working."
He pulled away slightly. "I love you."
"Yeah," she said quietly. "I can understand you."
