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He shook his head.
"Nah, I guess not."
"On your shoulder."
Avice was watching Jack go before her gaze returned Aubreys.
'No, no. Let's make tea."
"Yeah.. A normal omelette. I don't really make them often."
She pursed her lips. "What's that from?"
She offered a small smile. "The pleasure was all mine."
"Hm.."
"No.." "Just the usual!"
Aspen observed curiously, her head tilting slightly.
She sighed good naturedly, shaking her head. "Here you are."
"What next?"
"She didn't want that. Don't do that."
She ate her bread quietly.
She squinted at him, pausing to clear her throat. "Do you want your flowers or not?"
"I'm learning!"
"I fixed them.."
Aspen looked up for a moment before glancing back at her food.
Her eyes watched him. She may have been cursing him. "Oh, no. No, not at all. It was a joke.
