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He gasped, obviously surprised at the attack.
He whimpered slightly, his shoulders sagging as he sat, unsure what to do.
She nodded, going quiet for a moment before humming softly, a tune sweet and calm.
"Where do you think?"
He hesitated, seeming uncertain. ""Are you angry?"
He looked over her, his mouth open slightly. "Okay.."
"Sing? Anything?"
"Yeah.." She grinned at him. "And we have a vacation."
He went to her. "Petra?"
He shook his head, watching her nervously. "Poppy.."
She kissed the top of his head. "I won't."
"I'm gonna miss them."
He followed, panicking slightly.
"That's not good, Poppy.."
She joined him, crossing her legs as she picked up a small rock.
She watched, her brows furrowing.
He stood up. "Petra, wait."
He sighed, running his hand through his hair. "We can figure it out.."
"..But I'm not."
Avice stepped back, her brow furrowing slightly.
