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She nodded, squeezing his hand.
"I think you are too."
"If you say so.."
He glared playfully. "Stop that."
"I think so."
"I have, but there's so many."
He looked confused at all the choices. "Black.."
"I'm sure."
"Well, he's different to you than me. He doesn't like me."
He gave her a playful grin.
"I'm not sure. I think he'll be relieved to see you, first."
"No.. You..'
She nodded, going quiet.
He chuckled. "Later. No worries."
"It'll be okay. Trust me."
He blinked. "What?"
"They had to learn eventually.."
"You're lovely," he said gently. "Wonderful."
"I don't like it either."
He watched her adoringly, saying nothing.
