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She laughed slightly, rolling her eyes. “Not from any work of my own.”
(Zoop?$
“You like it?” she mused, increasing the flame so that bubbles rose to the surface. “I could also make a flower grow here.”
This seemed to make him uncomfortable, but he headed for the bathroom.
She leaned back against him before putting her hands under the bubbles, and he would see a flame glowing under the water.
“Okay. I love you.”
She stretched out in the water, her wet head resting over his heart, and she played with the water, creating a small fountain.
“Thank you,” he said quietly. “I should go clean up...”
She frowned, kissing his sternum slowly before kissing under his jaw. “I love you, Warner.”
“Mmhm,” he said tiredly, pinching his nose. “Ow.” You
“Really?” she asked gently, her head on his heart.
August had a bloody nose and blinked confusedly. “Huh. That went roughly how I thought it would go.”
“Is it a sensitive subject? We don’t have to talk about it.”
He barely even noticed, kicking August again in the stomach and once more in the neck before leaving through the wreckage of the door.
He glared at August, looking furious, before knocking him down to the ground with his fist, kicking him in the stomach.
“Surely you had a mother,” she mused, tracing his gunshot wounds with her pointer finger. “Parents?”
“Even worse,” he said flatly as August stood up, standing in front of Aspen. “So you made her lie too? What the *squee!*, August?”
She rested her head in the curve of his neck, bouncing the water orb from hand to hand. “Warner, did you have a family? Back when you were alive?”
“I thought he had killed August,” he hissed. “Which I wouldn’t have thought if he had just told me! And you! You lied to me, Aspen!”
She laughed slightly, leaning back against him again, cupping water in her hands. The water filled, eventually forming a sleek orb. “You put...
