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“It’s a strange situation.”
“Good. Good compromise.”
“I’m going to tell the trees to eat you.”
“See? We’re already off to a good start.”
“We’re married, asshat.”
“And yet, you’re my best friend.”
“It’s alright. I can do it.”
“Tez, these bones are weary...”
“That’s generally good, I think.”
She rolled her eyes. “I chose you, remember?”
She gasped in mock offense, nudging him playfully. “Don’t be rude to me.”
"I'm going to actually die."
"You're so sweet," he murmured with a grin.
She hesitated before looking up at him, kissing his cheek. "You're still my favorite. Still the greatest."
"Just that... you know. Some people think platonic hugging is weird."
"Oh, wow. Any hope at redemption you may have had is completely gone."
He tucked it back instinctively, his fingers brushing her skin.
"Yes, true, and you can't shush me."
She relaxed, leaning into his side. "No. I agree. I'm just worried."
"Right."
