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"Ha! I did well."
He relaxed, pulling her into his arms and resting his forehead on hers. "I'm sorry."
She didn't say anything, her head tilting slightly as she considered him sleepily.
August looked interested in her reaction, but said no more as they moved, keeping quiet. Mo was perched on her shoulder and his head was tilted...
"That's what I did the last two times."
"That's a human name, right?"
His mouth was a tight line, but he shook his head. "Still."
It didn't take long for her to fall asleep, obviously exhausted. The baby shifted in Francis' arms, gurgling slightly. Her brown eyes opened...
He glanced up for a moment. "Up there? Yeah."
"Try to kill myself."
"I named it 'Bill'. The perfect human name."
"How could I have forgotten?"
She exhaled slightly, burying her face in his neck.
They began to move through the meadow. The sun had disappeared over the horizon, and she would see real stars above her. They weren't the stained...
"Hm... I'm going to try to figure out some more powers. That's what Zad would say to do."
"It's yours," she countered.
"Like forgetting you, for example."
She reached a finger out and grazed the newborn's lips. "And you'll wake me? If you leave or anything?"
He eyed her before turning and heading for the entrance. August shot her a reassuring look before gesturing for her to go. "I'll take the end."
"There are worse fates," he murmured, kissing her neck.
