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"They'll be looking, though," he said nervously, glancing at the window. "It's... it's okay. We can go. It's okay. I'm okay. Are you okay?"
"What does he keep in there? Dead things, probably."
He gave her a smile. "I love you too. Eat."
"I don't get it. You have all the power here."
"Maybe my power is to be super confusing to everyone. Is it working?"
"I just..." He ran his hand through his hair, looking almost ashamed. "I just wanted to take a second, you know? Kinda get my bearings. But you're...
"That's ominous."
"That's alright."
"What is?"
"You don't know that, though," she said, looking around again.
He looked slightly sad, looking down at her. "Now?"
He tilted his head slightly. "Secret room?"
"Thank you," he said, sounding like he truly meant it.
"Fine, then."
Adeline frowned, and for the first time, she looked a little apprehensive. "What if I don't have any?" she asked, looking up at him.
He looked down at his shirt, his brow furrowed. "They cut my shirt. I liked that shirt."
"That might be a good idea. I could at least talk to him."
He hesitated before giving her a half smile. "As I'll ever be."
She said nothing, raising an eyebrow.
She pursed her lips slightly before looking up at the door. "What's this?"
