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"It's a good thing. Don't worry."
He blinked, looking at her. "I suppose..."
"As long as I don't get possessed again."
"But French?!"
"Thanks," she said curtly, slamming the door despite her best intentions.
"You and I wouldn't have gotten married."
"Don't worry. I'm okay."
She sighed, shrugging slightly. "A little nervous."
Her eyes widened. "What?! How did I not know that?"
She glared at him for a moment before sighing, shaking her head as she headed for the door.
"It's all because of you."
He raised an eyebrow, looking over at her. "I'll be honest, it doesn't feel great."
"I have to teach in a while.. They're finally letting me do lessons again."
“You don’t know French, do you?”
“Fine!” she said, standing up. “I will!”
He sighed, shaking his head. “I didn’t plan to go back to school,” he said with a shrug. “I just wanted off of the ship.”
“Why not?”
Several minutes passed before she straightened up again. “What should we do today?”
“What?”
She seemed agitated at this point. “Fine, then. I’m going to go on a date with him unless you say anything to change my mind.”
