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She chuckled. "Okay. Ask Dad, then."
"How long will we have to return for?"
Her face was flushed and she was laughing. "I disagree!"
He stood up. "I should get going now."
"Yes! I couldn't even imagine!"
She tilted her head. "After lunch."
Francis was quiet, his eyes narrow. "The ship?"
She gasped in surprise before laughing brightly.
"If you say so. Thanks for the food."
"That's so cool."
"When would you like to go?"
Francis frowned, coming over. "What's going on?"
She leaned down, resting her forehead against him. "I made you some toast."
He pulled back slightly. "Just making sure."
Her eyes widened. "You can control weather?!"
"Yup."
He stood. "Yes? What happened?'
Tez set his toast on the stand before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Row?"
"Yes."
"Weather stuff?"
