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She woke slowly, murmuring blearily.
“Do you? That’s a pity. I’m in love with you.”
“I think you might be lying to make me feel better.”
“Are you tired?”
“Well, this is a pleasant relationship we’ve developed.”
This was the right move. Her hand found his and she exhaled, leaning against him.
“That’s sweet of you.”
"Is that true?"
She looked down at him warmly for a moment before kissing the top of his head before taking another drink.
"I think you're trying to get me to feel bad."
She murmured in her sleep, pulling away from him and turning her back to him.
"Thank God."
"I don't think I'm doing this right."
"But soon?" she asked, taking another swig.
"Well, no," she protested. "That's not what I was saying."
Eden was curled up next to him in bed, her head against his chest.
"I thought you would disobey the council."
He tried to mimic her, laughing deeply.
"Oh, so you're completely drunk right now."
"And yet you talk to me."
