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"We'll explore the ship tomorrow," he promised.
She propped her chin on his chest to look up at him. “Are you happy?”
Mo nodded slowly, looking at the door. "Alright then. Let me get on your shoulder."
"I choose to believe that Zaddy is a little omnipotent. Anyway."
"Well enough," she said drowsily, leaning into his touch. "What about you?"
"I'm sorry," he said. "Losing your memory makes you really tired, I guess."
(Yoop!) Afterwards, her head was resting on his chest. She was tracing shapes in his sternum, her eyes thoughtful. "...Francis?"
"We can take more time if you need."
She frowned, craning her head back. "It's kinda rude!" she said loudly, as if addressing Zad.
She stirred, her golden eyes fluttering open. "Hey... what are you doing?"
"I might... I don't know. Is it stupid to want to sleep again?"
She laughed slightly, taking his hand and pulling him upstairs.
"Get ready, I suppose. Have you said goodbye?"
"That's weird," Adeline muttered. "Can I see your house?"
Eden was buried under the covers, murmuring in her sleep.
"I'm not. Don't fret."
She kissed a small line along his jaw. "Did we, now? What are you going to do about it?"
"Fine," Mo grumbled.
"Holy *squee!*," Adeline said. "Is he still here?"
Eden rested her head against his chest, curled up.
