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She flushed, considering him for a moment. "Cute. Which one is that?"
"I'm just curious," she said flatly. "You don't have to answer."
She smiled back at him, exposing a small, almost childlike dimple in her cheeks.
She tilted her head. "Why?"
She was quiet, exhaling slowly before looking up at him, her eyes like small moons. She paused for a moment before kissing his cheek lightly, her...
She frowned, glancing over at him. "What was it like for you?"
She considered him for a moment before scooting over and resting her head on his chest, leaning up against him.
She squinted slightly before looking ahead again. "You are sad," she muttered.
She watched him sit before setting down the book, walking over to him and sitting next to him. She paused, looking over at him for a moment, her...
She gestured to her own face, tilting her head. "Yes. You're sad. Why are you sad?"
She frowned, hugging the book to her chest before looking up at him. "Thank you."
Her face was impassive. Over the years, she had developed quite a keen poker face. "Why are you sad?"
She squinted, opening the book and leafing through it. "What is this...?"
She looked over at him very seriously. "Vaughn, no one can know where we came from when we get there. We have to remain completely anonymous."
She looked a little annoyed, raising an eyebrow. "I don't know what you're talking about, Basel," she replied.
"What about you?" she replied, looking over at him. "You're not used to this either."
She looked equally skeptical, squinting at him. "Are you making fun of me?"
She was quiet for a minute, her brows furrowed. "I... Yes. I'm alright," she said, looking extremely uncomfortable. "I am alright."
She looked up at him, her expression troubled. "A... a plant...?" she asked, setting the vial down and taking off her goggles. "What is a plant?"
She hesitated, looking down for a moment. "I just... I needed to think," she said eventually.
