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She chuckled slightly, relishing his proximity. "You don't like the situation we have going here?"
"I don't know... just more abrupt than usual."
He squinted, turning to look at her. "What are you doing?"
"This complimenting and creative sweetness..."
She looked up at him suddenly, her brows furrowing. "Don't apologize. We just need to figure this out.
She pursed her lips before nodding. "You're right."
He blinked, looking up at her. "Are you okay? You're acting weird."
He sighed dramatically again.
He flushed slightly. "Where's all this coming from?"
Her brow furrowed and she sighed. "You're right."
"Mm. In fact, let's just stay here all day."
"Nope. I won't."
He sighed, turning away.
"I can't wait."
"Our own government won't stop using us."
She laughed, kissing his neck again. "You make a very good argument," she murmured, letting go of his wrists.
"Do it. I dare you."
He looked away from her, pouting.
"Mm. Your journey through arts and crafts land is one I look forward to observing."
She seemed conflicted, her brows furrowed. "I mean... they'd probably accept us. We could seek refuge there."
