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He seemed concerned, looking at her tiredly. "Are you sure?"
"Don't shush me just because you don't like what I have to say."
"Yup."
"You should sleep more if you can."
"Nothing."
He dropped his hand, his brows furrowing. "Coffee?"
"I'm not wrong, Gabe. You kissed me."
"I ate it," he said innocently, looking up at her.
"Yeah. I had to learn a lot about dreams when Phos was testing me."
"But you said... ugh. Nevermind."
He shrugged slightly, looking uncomfortable. "Do you want toast?"
"You just hate that I'm right."
Aubrey grinned, looking up at her. "Thank you!"
"Yeah. Sleeping without dreaming means you're exhausted."
"You're so cavalier about this."
He looked down at it with a frown before slowly taking it.
"Yeah, but you kissed me first."
He unhinged his jaw and swallowed the egg whole, including the plate.
"That means you were tired."
He laughed, shifting slightly to keep his balance. "Whatever?"
