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He joined her, carrying the iron.
"That's... wow."
She leaned against him tiredly, brushing her fingers through Lily's hair. "There we go... everything's okay..."
She shrugged. "I didn't normally eat breakfast in the mornings. There was too much work to be done."
He flushed instantly, painting his face a rosy pink with the exception of his scar across the bridge of his nose. "I have scars, Tez..."
He flushed even deeper, looking at her. "You're sweet..."
"Did they teach you that in school?"
She gave him a small, tired smile before turning to comfort Lily again. "It's alright, my love, I know... It's okay..." The cries began to...
She laughed slightly. "I don't know... Probably an apple or something."
His eyes were still closed, his face relaxed and his blonde lashes against his cheeks. "A blindfold? How about I just keep my eyes closed?"
"I'm glad you agree."
"How did you not know?"
"You can go back to sleep, Francis," she told him.
"Probably ice cream."
"How can I not?"
"We get along quite well, right?"
"What did you think was out here?"
Poppy looked down tiredly at the baby, picking her up and holding her close. "Shh, shh... it's alright, Lils. It's okay," she murmured, standing up.
"Huh. Interesting choice."
"Right? We might be doomed."
