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He stiffened, but didn't say anything, staring up at the ceiling as she dozed off.
"Uh huh. Sure."
"Are you kidding me? You signed the thing!"
She beamed. "Do you think she'll like it?"
He studied her, and she would be able to see how tired he was, dark circles around his violet eyes. He sighed slightly before looking back up at...
"You're sneaky, but not quick enough."
"No, no. You're benevolent."
"I'm doing other *squee!*, Francis. You have been assigned a job, you agreed to it, and you can't complain now that your needs are changing."
She did as Avice said.
He looked over at her, his brow furrowed tiredly. "I love you."
"It's not."
"You're too good to me."
"We don't have anyone left, Francis. For Christ's sake, you're a soldier and Poppy's a *squee!*ing medic! We wouldn't have made you ambassadors in the...
"1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,30!"
He looked up at her. "You can lie down in the bed, Tez," he said flatly.
"Uh huh. Keep saying that."
"I should just hack them off."
"Who? Averlin is gone."
She looked up expectantly.
He watched her leave, his brows narrowing.
