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“Alright. Don’t worry.”
“I don’t know Blaise very well, though.”
She burst into deep laughter, coming up to him and hugging him tightly and affectionately. “Oh my God.”
“Do you want me to come with?”
“Right,” she said with a small nod. “Someday, I’ll learn the city by heart.”
"I recently got over scurvy and I'll tell you, not losing my teeth every three seconds is really a godsend! What about you?"
"Mo? I haven't seen him since this whole thing with the ship blew over and you blamed him for it."
"Yeah. It's not over."
"I love you too," he replied quietly, closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep soon after.
"*squee!*. Okay." She cleared her throat before gesturing to him. "G'day, fellow pirate! My name is..." She paused, trying to adopt a name quickly....
"Who would I ask?"
"Emerson wouldn't go for it," she said slowly before shrugging. "Probably rightly so; it might not be the best idea to return to the exact same...
He relaxed, lying back down again, brushing her hair back soothingly before slipping his arms around her waist. "That's the plan, my love. Sleep."
"Alright. What time period?"
"What did I do wrong?"
"It was," she said fondly, nodding to herself. "You're right, though. I can fix it again someday."
"Mmhm?" he mumbled, sitting up slightly to look down at her. "You okay?"
"Ugh. Fine. What's the location and the scenario?"
"Okay. So we're married."
She grinned at him, her eyes brightening. "I'll show you," she promised.
