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"No, I didn't."
He seemed confused. "But I do. I think you're fine."
Aspen ate her food tiredly before looking over at him. "What're you drawing?"
She nodded slightly, squeezing his hand.
"Yes, I do."
She ate her food quietly.
"What? What do you mean?"
He shrugged. "I can teach you. So we have the ingredients right, we just need to turn on the heat."
"Okay. Thank you for breakfast."
He went back to crossing his arms. "Yes, I did."
"Of course," he replied. "I love cooking."
She came over and sat down, yawning.
He patted her head affectionately. "Maybe you should take a nap."
He laughed, shaking his head slightly. "I'll help you."
She got up, stretching. "Good morning.."
"I don't believe you. I don't think you wanted to fight."
He relaxed, sighing softly.
She woke up again a bit later, this time sitting up tiredly.
"That's what I thought."
He kissed her cheek. "I love you."
