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"Of course. Obviously I'd want to do it again, but.."
He sat on the couch, looking up at her.
"I suppose you could shoot it if you wanted to."
"I liked it," she replied blankly.
He sighed, getting up carefully.
It jumped erratically, keeping in her hands.
She looked up at him. "It's okay."
He shook his head. "It's okay."
Slowly it sparked, shooting out.
She frowned slightly. "Yeah.. I hope you're right."
"You're brain isn't stupid, Eden. It's.. Something happened so it's rational to think that way."
She would feel static and a sort of crackling.
Her thumb brushed his hand slightly. "It's okay."
"Why do you think that?"
"It's known to be more difficult."
She frowned, looking up at him. "I really like you.."
He looked rather sad. "I'm still worried."
It would be difficult, but would work with concentration.
She reached up nervously, her hand brushing his. "I wish I could do something.."
He frowned. "What do you mean?"
