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He looked hesitant.
"So much."
"Oh. Dailough."
"But I really don't want to."
"I love youuuuu."
She leaned back. "So.."
He nodded, frowning. "I guess I should go.."
"Edennnnn."
She tilted her head slightly, sticking her tongue out.
He tilted his head. "We good?"
"But.. I love you.."
"But do you want me to?"
Francis hesitated before stepping out.
"You're awesome!"
"If you say so.." she replied, rather uncertainly. "I'm sorry if I'm making this odd. I can go if you want me to."
Francis was quiet, his brows furrowing.
"You're so cool."
"It's alright, Jack," she replied absently, looking at her hands before blinking. "I mean Tuck."
Francis watched adoringly, his expression saddening.
"Huh.. What is Enryli made of? Is it like.. concentrated magic?"
