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She rolled her eyes. "Uh huh."
He sighed, pulling her close.
"You won't die."
She propped her head up on her hand, the other one playing idly with the fabric of his shirt. "Don't panic.. We're safe right now."
They approached that familiar area Rowan had once been to. There were people, as their were last time, and food. The flowers in the treetops...
"I'm not."
"Trust me, Poppy. I know what I mean."
He headed towards the door. "This way."
"How come?"
(Zoop?)
"Well that's some people."
"Because you don't know what I feel."
"We will try that."
She chuckled gently, kissing his hair. "Just relax, okay?"
She grinned, starting off.
"What?"
He frowned at her. "That's not fair to say to me."
"Maybe just some targets?"
"Then what?"
She offered her hand.
