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She nodded quickly.
"What if it isn't safe?"
"I'm glad it was good."
He brushed her shoulder. "He's an *squee!*."
"Yeah!"
"..There were some goats. A black and white one mostly."
Francis frowned. "I don't like the sound of this already."
He put an arm around her. "I knew it wouldn't happen."
He looked over at her. "Of course not. It was just Jared."
She gave him a small smile. "I like it."
"You were in my dream!"
Francis folded his arms. "Hello."
He looked up, a smile crossing his face. "Hey. How was your day?"
He leaned back, stretching his arms.
"Okay. I trust you."
She nodded, her eyes searching his face. "Everything is fine!"
Sam was lying on the couch, reading.
She sighed. "If you say so."
Her eyes were wide. "What did you dream about?!"
(Yoop!)
