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She leaned forward to kiss him, taking his hands.
"..One of them."
"No, not really."
"Thanks."
"Oh, good."
She stopped in front of their doors, lining at him expectantly.
Aspen looked up at Eli. "I made pancakes!"
"Well I don't like the idea of you dying either."
"But you might still."
"Yeah but I wasn't expecting that."
"I would prefer it."
She came over to look, her eyes bright. "So many eggs!"
"Well, no, but we're already dead, technically."
"That's vague.."
"Huh. I see how it is."
She raised an eyebrow. "I want you to think about your comment earlier."
Aspen put on a casual expression, turning to look.
"Really?" he asked curiously. "Why is that?"
"Is that true?"
"Wow, really? That?"
