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She seemed slightly sad from his answer, but nodded slightly. "What about home?"
"Did you?"
"Still."
He leaned into her touch, not seeming to notice himself.
He flushed slightly, looking over at her with his shy smile.
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "What are you thinking about?"
"I did."
"Perhaps. He sent the order in to kill me, after all."
He seemed to relax ever so slightly from her touch.
He kissed her cheek. "Love you too."
She moved closer to him, closing her eyes. "I love you."
"Because I like you."
"Eh. Not you, so much."
He nodded slightly, his hands flat against her back.
"Oh, good."
He took her hand. "Wait. Please don't go."
"What am I thinking?"
He hesitated, his nose brushing the skin on her neck. "Terrified," he replied after a moment.
"You never have to worry about that."
He cleared his throat. "Ahem. Right. That happened."
