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He laughed, looking over at her. "No. Really?" * * * She sat up suddenly. "What? Right now?"
He laughed. "That's not reassuring." * * * "I'm alright."
He cooked for a while longer before coming over to her, offering her the food. "I have no idea what I just did." * * * "I don't remember. I...
"I'll visit you," he replied, stirring the food in the pan. "Don't worry." * * * She frowned, looking over at him. "It's strange. I haven't...
"Please stay seated for my sake. I don't want to have to patch you up again." * * * "It's sweet."
He jerked his head over. "What? No. You need to rest." * * * "You're overprotective of me!"
"It had those... pictures on it. I don't know. I saw pictures of making this thing, so I'm trying to figure it out." * * * She was quiet before...
He looked over at her, seeming surprised to see her awake. "Hello. I don't know, actually. Did you see that big block last night in the...
Victor was already awake. He was in the kitchen, cooking something over the flame. * * * "No," she protested, poking his stomach gently. "I...
He followed soon after. * * * "No, I know," she reassured him. "And I appreciate it. I just think that you might need to step back a little. For...
He leaned against the wall, resting his head back. * * * She laughed, lying on her side to look at him. "Just a little."
“Okay, ma’am,” he said dryly. *** “I’m fine. You worry too much.”
He frowned, looking over at the cabinet. “That’s alright. Go to sleep.” *** She raised an eyebrow before scooting, resting her forehead against...
He squinted at her. "Okay. I'll sleep over there," he said, gesturing to the kitchen floor. "It'll be fine." * * * She rolled her eyes before...
He looked embarrassed. "I won't settle in, I just... I want to make sure you wake up." * * * "Before you come close to me? Cy, you just spent...
He hesitated before looking over his shoulder. "I'm worried about your condition," he said after a moment. "Do you mind if I stay while you...
He took it, looking down at her for a moment. "You're sweet," he said after a moment. "You should sleep." * * * She sniffled dramatically....
He stood, heading over to the bag and passing it to her. * * * She relaxed, looking over at him. "Hi."
He looked down at her. "Are you feeling better?" * * * She woke blearily. "...Cy?"
"Perhaps," he said, returning to her and cleaning the wound. "Guys will be all over you." * ** Dahlia was still asleep, her face buried in the...
