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She whimpered. "I didn't have a choice. I didn't have a choice. I don't want.. to do it. I- I-" she faltered, looking at her hands.
He sighed. "I'll get dressed."
"You're nice to me."
"Eat this slice."
She blinked. "Huh?"
"We have to," she said, her hands shaking. "She is the mother."
He groaned. "Whyyy?"
"Wow," he teased. "That's mean."
She picked up a slice.
"You're.. welcome.."
"Everyone," she said quietly, standing up. "Or mostly everyone." She sniffled. "Please go home and get some rest."
"Now?" he asked slowly, sitting up.
He grinned. "Smart enough to fight back."
"That's so weird."
"Yes."
She looked over at him. "It's.. It's just me." She paused before looking in the direction of the water. "You should go home. I.. The fight isn't...
"Was that your watch?"
"I took saving your life seriously."
"They're not!"
"Yes! It is."
