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She eyed him playfully before taking a bite. * * * "I'm me," he told her. "And you're you. It just feels weird."
"The very cute poison tester," she said gently, ruffling his hair. "But yes." * * * He tried to keep it against his face, but relented and sat...
"I was waiting to make sure you didn't drop dead first." * * * He looked up at her, a flush crossing his nose and deepening as he spoke. "...I...
"Yeah, yeah," she said lightly. "I'm a good cook. But are eggs good?" * * * "Is there?" he teased smugly. "Explain it in depth, please."
She joined him a moment later, sitting next to him. “How is it?” *** “You think I’m hot,” he replied playfully.
She nodded, pushing some of the eggs onto a plate with a piece of toast. "Here..." * * * "I'm not wrong," he replied, looking up at her.
Her shoulders slumped and she was quiet. “Let’s just go check,” she said. “We’ll just check.” *** “The mice?” he asked playfully.
She bit her lip. "Be honest with me. Do you think it's flooded?" * ** He laughed, trying to stand up again. "What is it? The giant gouge in...
She was quiet for a moment before looking up at him. "Really?" * * * He squinted at her. "You look like you're making fun of me."
This seemed to make her sad, and she didn't say anything more. * * * "Yeah. People say that, right?"
She was cooking the eggs, stirring them in the pan, but rested her head on his shoulder. "I wonder if our home is underwater," she said after a...
"It's great," she said easily, looking over at him. "I love being held by you." * * * He watched her, sitting up on his arms. "Can I help?"
“Yeah. You always do when we sleep.” *** He flushed, looking over at her. “You’re sweet.”
"You don't need to apologize," she said easily. "You were hugging me. It was nice." * * * "Not right now," he replied lamely. "I have bruises...
"Alright," she said, looking over at him. "You fell asleep pretty quickly." * * * "Because you're cute," he replied smoothly.
She looked over at him before continuing to cook. "How'd you sleep?" * * * "No," he said immediately. "But that's different."
"They're supposed to be good. I saw the humans make them, but... well... they're so big. Quail egg is pretty big too, but it's a lot of servings."...
"Eggs," she said cheerfully. "Victor brought me a quail egg the other day, and I haven't gotten around to using it." * * * He looked over at...
She was cooking over the stove, but looked over at him when she heard him. "Morning, Cy." * * * "But I still need to go tell them that I can't...
