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"I haven't given birth."
Poppy finally stirred about 20 minutes later, a small groan escaping her lips as her eyes fluttered open, squinting in the sudden light.
She paused and looked over her shoulder at him, studying him thoughtfully.
"Right..."
"When was the last time you took a shot?"
She sighed, dropping her hands. "I'll leave you two alone," she said, exiting the room.
"I'm so confused."
His eyes widened and he laughed deeply. "Really?!"
She opened up a cabinet and began rifling through them.
She shrugged, folding her arms. "Do what you want, but she passed out partly due to exhaustion. Sometimes the people we love can't help...
"You do somewhere, right?"
He followed, listening carefully to her order.
"Agreed."
"Sometimes? How can you be only sometimes?"
"That's true..."
She evidently relaxed. "Oh, good."
"Are you?"
He blinked. "Avice, you are a mother."
She glanced down at Poppy for a moment before glancing up at Francis. "Honestly, Mr. Craw, if I were you, I would just slip the pill in her...
They arrived at the main building and Petra looked up for a moment. "We should probably try to avoid Jared..."
