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He pursed his lips before lying down next to her.
She came back down a few minutes later, entering the kitchen.
He looked down at her thoughtfully, not saying anything.
She nodded, heading up the stairs to put James in his crib.
"I wanted to see it as much as you did," he said with a shrug. "I don't know this place."
He brushed her hair back. "I love you too."
She turned on the light with her free hand, looking around thoughtfully. "I'm going to turn on the heat."
He rolled his eyes, lying back on the ground.
He sat on the bed next to her.
They opened the door of their house. Poppy was holding James, looking around thoughtfully.
"No, you."
He set her down gently on the bed, brushing her hair back.
(Zoop?)
"Stop this."
He picked her up gently, carrying her to the bedroom.
"Yeah. Let's go."
"Bacteria."
"Do you want to go to bed?"
Poppy came over, running her fingers through Francis' hair for a moment before taking James from the crib.
He laughed. "Don't even do this to me."
