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"But you didn't do the hard part."
“Well, I can give you more.”
“Does he eat? Should we get him breakfast?”
(Where to?)
He looked surprised and confused, and Eli looked up as well. "You did?"
"Uh huh," she said. "In your own way."
"Are you? That's good to hear."
"You don't know?"
(Zoop?)
"You alright?" August asked, bringing out a pot of coffee.
"I. Gave. Birth."
"This is your own fault," he murmured. "You realize that?"
"When are we leaving, by the way?"
Lark kissed her cheek before leaving, closing the door behind her.
"It is good!" Dali exclaimed. "It suits your tastes!"
"You gotta sign up for the time slots."
"Yes, really."
"Fine. Some other day."
Lark brightened, looking over at her. "Hey, Meeks. I'm going to go, then."
"Ih'liec," he said. "It's good. It's like... I don't know. Eli?" "It's kinda like a creamy thing? It has sweetbread and strawberries, obviously,...
