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"I appreciate your concern."
"Like a log," she said, stretching. "On your end?"
"But I'm so excited."
"You should. Also! I made you smirk! That's a smile! You did it!"
"I'll unhinge my jaw and you enjoy your pancakes."
"I'm crazy careful," he said, starting up the tree. "Landmines, remember?"
Poppy was also coming out of James' room, closing the door quietly.
"Well... Lark has been going crazy."
She glared at him, protecting her sides. "I can't believe you. Mark my words, Zaddy. A tickle attack is coming."
"Just eat, okay?"
An old nest was up in a pine tree. "I'll grab it. Stay down here, okay?"
She murmured before shifting in her sleep.
He kissed the top of her head. "Are you? That's lovely."
She yelped in surprise, before bursting into warm, uncontrollable laughter. "No! Stop!"
"I did, yes" he replied, looking down at his food.
They ran for a while before he slowed, pointing up. "There."
She gradually drifted off, leaning up against Francis.
"To be more yours? Of course."
She flushed embarrassedly, looking up at him nervously. "...yes?"
He seemed confused. "What do you mean?"
