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"What are you thinking?" he asked sleepily.
It was Poppy looking around frantically. "We gotta go."
She flushed even deeper. "Ugh. I hate you."
She rolled her eyes. "Yes, but I have a job to do."
"It's a problem because no one is supposed to be around here."
She crossed her arms. "I'm investigating it. You seemed to have not gotten the message, though."
"Ares supposedly cursed this land when his followers lost a battle here."
HE rubbed her back slowly.
He would feel a hand on his shoulder, familiar and small.
She looked confused. "What was?"
He flushed, blinking slightly. "I love you too."
People were streaming out of the ship, looking around in confusion. There was no smoke, no sign of fire, but the halls were rapidly emptying.
"So... that's a no..."
"You made me blush."
He looked down at her good-naturedly. "Mm?"
She wasn't in the room.
"But Natalia wouldn't like that."
"You got me."
"You just are using me."
The alarm would wake Francis, shrill and sharp. Poppy was not next to him.
