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She looked over at him in surprise. "I'm fine, why?"
He slowed to a small trot, tilting his head back. "Fine. You win."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm glad you think so. I found it a couple months ago and was saving it for something."
She gestured for him to lead the way.
"Oh, I forgot."
He looked over at her and his face brightened. "Do you? I like it too. It's pretty, isn't it?"
He followed her, determined to pursue.
She frowned and her face adopted an unusually sad expression, although it quickly was hidden. "Maybe I should stick to ice."
"Have you ever had hot chocolate, Tez?"
August went back to the stove as she looked, still seeming a little self-conscious. They seemed to be made of comfortable linen. The clothing...
"Shush!"
"Uh... okay."
He rested his head on his hand, taking a big gulp of his coffee.
He nodded cheerfully, his blond hair flopping with the action. "Of course." He paused for a moment before speaking. "They might not be as...
"I did not!"
"Ice?"
He sighed, relenting. "Fine. I'll show you around."
"I've spent the last couple nights sewing after you guys went to bed," he explained, bringing over a folded stack of clothing. They seemed mostly...
"You're a poor sport if you're going to resort to cheating!"
