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Miko was quiet before squinting. "What happened?"
"Are you?"
"Shush."
He moved towards her. "Are you suure?"
"Eat it, Jack."
Miko would have been there with Lark, glancing up slightly.
"No, not really."
He flushed. "No.."
"I'm gonna sit on you."
"It is a pizza."
Miko had returned to Lark in good shape, despite a few cuts and bruises. She was relieved to be home.
"Don't judge me, I'm sensitive."
"Hm.. Alright."
"Aw.."
"Eat it!"
"No, I suppose not."
"Hey," he said, getting out some clothes. "Where will we be headed?"
"Special friend!"
"Eat the pizza."
She sighed, sitting back down. "..That made me nervous."
