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"Oh?" she asked curiously, tilting her head. "Where?"
He kissed her forehead, running his fingers through her hair.
He frowned, tilting his head. "Are you going alone?"
He laughed slightly, shaking his head slowly. "Wow. Okay. Wow. Holy *squee!*."
"I bullied him mercilessly," she reassured him, reaching out for him expectantly.
He laughed, pulling the blankets up around them. "The best."
"Yes, I see that," he replied, tilting his head. "What are you doing with it? Scouting?"
His flush was instant as he watched her, his warm eyes gazing at her affectionately. "Really?"
"He made me take a break and I agreed as long as he would do improv. He wasn't good."
"Really? That's great news."
Emerson, freshly shaved and cleaned, was consulting his notes as he walked down the hallway. He passed Rory and glanced up, frowning. "Mallory?...
He hesitated for a moment, his brows furrowed. "Aspen, I..." He laughed slightly, turning his head to look up at the sky for a moment before...
She was lying back on the pillows, watching Warner thoughtfully. "Did I tell you that Zad did improv earlier?"
"Good idea," he agreed, nodding. "Stay with me."
(yep!)
His gaze met hers and he paused, his brows furrowing worriedly. There was a moment of silence before he spoke, his voice quiet. "It's not just...
(Zoop?)
He beamed at her sunnily. "When are you going to go look for Mo?"
She frowned but said nothing, watching him go.
"Huh," he said. After a moment, he joined her, lying down next to her. "Okay."
