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"She knows her mama."
He laughed slightly. He had a nice laugh, but it didn't seem true. "Other people. Normally we manage okay, but there was smoke in the distance,...
"Of course not. You're excluded."
She hopped off the creature. "Alright, Zad, come on out."
"Yeah. You made the baby kick."
He was quiet for a moment as he checked the door. "My name is August," he said after a moment. "And my friend is Eli. I gotta warn you, though,...
"Ugh. Eating is for squares."
"Oh, well. I'll just curse him."
She flushed slightly. "That shouldn't be cute."
He nodded, satisfied. "Good. It's important if we're going to keep you alive out here."
"Always."
"God, really?"
"Oh, I see. You're a satanist."
He eyed her momentarily. She would feel a small spark go through her fingertips and he raised an eyebrow. "Can... can you understand me?" His...
His arms slipped around her waist, and he kissed her cheek lightly.
"I mean, yeah, but he's supposed to be the mature one."
"Aw, baby. You're sweet when you know I'm Satan."
"No, it's not," Mo agreed. The boy came back over, his brows furrowed. He offered a small device to Aspen.
He laid back on the bed, leaving the soup on the bedside table.
"He's going to teleport behind me and scare the *squee!* out of me. I know it."
