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She relaxed slightly, looking up at him. "Why do you ask?'
She submerged, holding her breath
(Zoop?)
He nodded, going to follow. "I was always a more Chicago type guy."
She watched their hands. "..Yeah."
Her head retreated back, and after a moment he would see her jump off as well.
He did the same in the opposite direction, going off to look again.
"No, not at all. Do you?"
"On Icarus, holding hands is something you do in a relationship. I guess in this circumstance it's okay."
Her grin widened. "Yeah!"
"Hmph," he muttered, looking around. "Keep an eye out then."
He hesitated, looking around. "Right.. Coffee shop.. Hm."
She watched him for a moment before offering her hand. "I didn't mind."
She laughed slightly, looking over the edge.
"Not human? What then?
He stood up as well.
"Well.. I mean the fancy way."
She stopped trying, crossing her arms in frustration. "I guess."
He had a cold and stony face, watching her intensely. "That's right."
He took a breath of relief. "Thank you."
