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"But let's not."
"You don't need to worry. I'm seriously okay."
"We can hope, I suppose."
She grinned, looking up at him. "What does that mean?"
She looked up at Jared, her brows slightly furrowed. "Do you have any missions today?"
He exhaled slowly, shaking his head.. "Let's not talk about me. Let's talk about you."
"I see. That's embarrassing."
"Maybe I won't attack my own kind."
"How?"
Petra was laughing at something Jared had said, shaking her head wryly as she leaned into his side.
"Ugh. You know how I feel about that word."
He laughed slightly. "I wouldn't be very helpful."
"So that's something."
"Whatever you want."
(where to?)
He grinned. "I should hope so."
"What?"
"Well, my hair isn't red."
"Say something to me."
(Zoop?)
