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She chuckled. "Cooool."
She gave him puppy eyes. "Pleeeaaase?"
"Then I'll die."
She dropped it. "What?"
She observed him. "What do your wings feel like? Are they rough or soft?"
"You shouldn't stop."
"I swear on my life."
She followed again, twiddling a leaf in her hand. "It would suck if these plants were the bad kind. The ones that scratch?"
"Agreed," she replied, relaxing next to him.
She approached, wrapping her arms around him lovingly.
"I'm not."
She looked at it for a moment longer before standing as well.
She nodded, crossing her arms.
She was quiet, leaning in the doorway and listening.
"..Bet?"
"Whenever I need to."
She looked along. "Yeah.. I see."
She nodded slowly. "Hm.. Okay."
She listened to him from the other room, filling up Oliver's bowl before joining Jack.
"I do! I love you!"
