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She nodded, standing up. "He just wants me to be there when I'm proven wrong," she grumbled to the doctor as she entered the room.
He exhaled slightly, kissing the top of her head. "Have you... have you done that before?"
She frowned, looking at Warner for confirmation. "I'd like to come in, but it's up to Warner."
He spoke after a moment. "That was.... very good."
She pursed her lips, watching him worriedly.
His head was resting against hers and his fingers traced her skin slowly.
Her brow furrowed and she still looked worried, rubbing Warner's back. "Could you still check it out? If only for my peace of mind?"
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"It looks really ugly," Addie maintained stubbornly. "It's all black and infected, and I don't want him to transform or something."
His hand rested in her hair and he took a deep breath, his brow furrowing.
Addie frowned at Warner. "He got cut up by a creature in Purgatory."
He considered this before nodding. "Okay."
"Thank you," she said, sitting next to him while waiting for the medic.
His eyes opened, and he looked down at her, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you doing?"
She laughed easily, kissing his cheek. "So just do this for me, okay?"
He closed his eyes, exhaling sharply at her touch.
"What? No, of course not," she said indignantly. There was a pause before she paused, giving him a mischevious smile. "And if you did, we could...
"I don't know. Nevermind."
She pulled away after a moment, her hands cupping his jaw. "Just do this for me, okay?" she murmured gently. "Then we can go home and make out or...
He seemed confused, considering this. "Huh."
