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"I accept the position."
"Thank you for dealing with me."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
He nodded emphatically. "Right, yes. That. It was very big and there were... it was... a group of people... who didn't..." He huffed agitatedly....
"I could talk to Miko about it..."
"I've calmed down a little."
"You need to get out," he said sternly, raising a forepaw towards the Door. "Icarus isn't..." He huffed, sounding frustrated. When he next spoke,...
"Are you asking me to be your wedding planner?"
"OKAY FINE."
"I was one of them too." The spark lit up behind his eyes again and he muttered under his breath. "I can't give you full things..."
She grinned, putting down her tools. "Hm. Well, that depends. There's a very traditional kind, but you two aren't very traditional..."
"NO."
He opened his mouth to speak and a spark flashed in his skull, lighting up the space behind his eyes. "Ugh! I can't tell you."
Lark looked up from her work as they entered. "Hey, you two. What's up?"
"JESUS. SO CUTE."
"Yes," he said with a sigh. "Yes. There's a whole world outside of Icarus and they all lied. They brought the secret to their graves and they lied...
(Zoop?)
"So cute, my GOD."
He huffed slightly, sitting on his haunches. "God, Aspen. There's a world outside your own. You're trapped in here."
He stole a quick kiss before heading home.
