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"Do humans know how to do it?"
She laughed out loud in surprise, looking down at him. “What the *squee!* does that even mean?”
“Stranger things have happened.”
He nodded, kissing her forehead. “Okay. So what... what are we doing?”
“That’s sad.”
“I mean, not that it hasn’t been fun,” she replied playfully, leaning down and kissing his chest again. “But if I stay any longer, I’d be ripping...
“I can’t go out it public otherwise.”
“So that’s what this is?” he asked, looking down at her. “You don’t want to start a family with me or anything?”
“What about you? Do you have magic?”
“Practice or find a dress or bug Zad. Be more productive than I’ve been for the last hour.”
“Is that a no?”
“No, no,” he hastened, holding her jaw in his hands. “It’s great! I just... I guess I don’t know why it’s different now. It’s just like before,...
She held out her hand and focused on it. Slowly, vines began to grow out of her hands.
She kissed his skin lightly before sitting up, her hands flat on his chest, looking down at him. “I should probably go.”
He looked down at himself. “I should probably go get some clothes on.”
“Yeah,” he asked curiously.
“Want to see?”
She tugged on his shirt, kissing his sternum. “It’s nice.”
“What next?”
“What are we doing?”
