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She shook her head. "That's okay. Besides, don't you think it would be nice to all have dinner together?"
"Yes," she insisted. "I totally have."
"I don't care," he replied. "I just do what's asked of me."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, alright. I'll see you later then?"
"Of course. Do you want anything in it?"
She gave him a small smile. "No, you don't have to do that."
"I have seen it."
"It might. More to some, less to others."
"Wow," he teased. "Thanks."
He gave her a small smile, pouring two cups eventually.
"It's like.. fancy dinners sometimes? Spending quality time."
"So?"
"I kill people," he replied slowly. "Bad people, I guess."
He laughed. "Alright then. Fine."
"Why can't I look?"
She blinked. "Like dates!"
"My life?"
He looked confused. "And I'm a boy..?"
She seemed somewhat confused but closed her eyes nonetheless.
"Well... Yeah. On Icarus a relationship was basically friends who kissed and hugged and uh.. did other things, I guess. It's basically friends."
