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She grinned. "When do I go?"
"Did it hurt?"
"Hey.. Maybe you should relax.."
"No," he said, taking a scone. "Are you supposed to?"
"It is! Is Rowan here?"
"Yeah."
She closed her eyes. "Okay, then.."
He stepped back. "Okay.."
He rested his head on his hand. "You're too excited for this.."
"Okay. Thank you, Lark!"
She pursed her lips. "Where did you get that scar?"
"Seriously?"
He watched her curiously. "But.."
"Fine."
She looked around. "It's so pretty!"
She observed him. "That would be nice."
She nodded. "I like that."
"Poppy, please?"
He seemed uncertain what to do before sighing and changing forms.
(Yoop!)
