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"Don't be.. It's alright."
He stuck his tongue out.
"That sounds like fun. What do you celebrate?"
"Don't worry too much. When are you allowed to leave?"
"No."
He pulled away, watching her adoringly.
"Aw. I'm not a dummy."
"They are?"
"It's not your fault. Don't worry. It's just a bit frightening."
"Ugh."
He was quiet before leaning forward and kissing her gently.
He kissed her forehead. "I love you."
"Well I didn't know about the dreams.. How about culture? Like fesitivals?"
She looked a bit nervous. "Not being able to just hover and hold your hand and stuff." She shook her head. "Don't worry about it."
She glared. "You're awful."
He leaned into her touch adoringly. "It'll be alright."
He put an arm around her.
"I think so, yeah."
She flushed in embarrassment. "No, it's.. I'm not used to this."
She pressed her hands towards the ground, effectively extinguishing the flames. "Isn't it wrong to harm another?"
