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"Maybe Aubrey will be good at singing."
She chuckled. "Well.. I suppose I am."
"What do you mean?"
(Yoop!)
She chuckled. "Maybe."
"Well.. Your language sounds a lot prettier than mine."
After a moment he stopped, letting go of her hands.
She kissed his cheek before going to get some clothes.
She nodded. "Totally."
"Yeah, you know? Numbers?"
He began muttering under his breath, his eyes slowly began to glow a bright white. "Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, quo bonorum commune quaestio ne,...
"I'd say?"
"Oh yeah. Just watching Sawyer fingerpaint."
"Yeah. One, two, three, and so on."
He held out his hands. "Place your hands over mine and I will begin.
"That's true."
Avice watched, pursing her lips.
"Numbers?"
"It's not bad."
"No, I don't think so."
