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She was quiet and still, her hand resting lightly on his waist and her expression peaceful.
"Yeah? Why don't you send someone else out next time? Maybe even go yourself?"
"How about a boat?"
"The phone call?"
Tez was asleep, her arms around Rowan gently.
"We got ourselves out. The bodyguards were shot first."
"Uh.. Okay. You should draw a picture too."
"..Sore. Is everything okay?"
(Zoop or switch?)
Francis glared dangerously. "We had to be rather quick when they pulled guns on us."
Avice chuckled. "Great. Is there anything you want to say specifically?"
He hesitated before doing so. "Okay, okay."
He shut his eyes, slowly drifting off.
"I'm already mad," he said roughly, before his voice softened. "Just not at you. At Owen."
She nodded, kissinh the top of his head.
He shook his head. "Is everything okay?"
He smiled slightly. "I love you too."
His eyes were ahead, and he was obviously upset.
She nodded, leaning back.
He went to stand uneasily.
