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He gave her a small smile before offering his hand. "C'mon, then."
Petra stuck her head out of the kitchen, holding a plate. "What-" She paused before seeing the rabbits before her eyes widened. "Oh my God."
"Are you sure?" he asked, slight teasing in his voice. He hesitated again before kissing her cheek. "Are you sure you're not nervous?"
This only seemed to make her more anxious, her brows furrowing even more.
She began breaking pieces off of her crayon, dropping them onto the paper.
"You don't have to if you don't want to. I can manage."
The rabbit heaved a large, content sigh, closing its eyes. The other rabbit, seeing that such affection was easily claimed, also hopped onto the...
He raised an eyebrow and hesitated before extending a hand to her. "You look nervous."
She looked up at him, her face relaxing for a moment before she frowned again. "I hope so. I don't... I can't think of any ideas."
"Uh huh," Aubrey said distractedly. "She'll know what it means."
He looked down at her, his brows furrowed. "Aren't you tired?"
The rabbit in his lap flopped on its side, its nose twitching.
He gave her a small smile before heading towards the bedroom. He looked over his shoulder at her. "Are you coming?"
She led him towards the rooms, her head slightly lowered as her brows furrowed in thought. She rubbed the back of her neck as she walked, clearly...
She looked up with a toothy grin. "I got bored while you and Papa did that."
He kissed her temple before standing up, swaying unsteadily. "You can stay here if you want."
One of the rabbits, a grey one with large brown eyes, paid him no mind. The other one, a white and brown one with floppy ears looked up at him for...
He squinted before standing up slowly. "To the bedroom...?"
"We... We could..." Her brow furrowed as she tried to think before sighing. "Let's just go back to the room to talk."
His flush deepened and he rolled his eyes before looking down at Aubrey's letter. The writings had descended into scribblings, and she hummed...
