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"Well, now what?"
"I figured."
He sat next to her, folding his hands. "I'm sorry."
"What does that mean?"
"Yeah, it's me," he said, setting down his bag.
She paused before her eyes widened in realization and she flushed. "Oh..."
"Your deal. How did you get here?"
They boarded the ship, the attendants taking their luggage before escorting them to their rooms. Jack closed the door behind him, exhaling...
He nodded and headed into the kitchen. Mo looked around, pacing on top of the desk. "How long have you lived here?"
He returned about an hour later, running his fingers through his hair.
She frowned, raising an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
She relaxed, nodding to herself. "Okay. Cool. Well, what's your deal?"
(Zoop?)
He squinted before sitting heavily on her desk. "Do you want anything to eat?" Dali asked.
"What? What is that?"
She laughed despite herself, skipping to catch up with him. "So you're saying I'm special."
"We'll get on the boat, and then we can sleep, okay?"
He squinted at her. "I don't know, Aspen," he said slowly. "I forgot."
"Have fun," he said with a small smile, heading out.
