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He blinked. "Okay.."
"No, it's okay."
"What does that mean?"
She sighed, watching him gently. "Okay. I trust you."
"You were?" he asked curiously. "Why?"
"Wow."
He nodded, placing his arm on the table to wrestle.
She nodded, pulling away to give him a kiss. "I'll miss you."
"Of course."
"Well, that's rude."
"I would win."
She wrapped her arms around him tightly, burying her face in his shoulder. "Stay safe, okay?"
He put an arm around her, keeping steady.
He grinned. "See?"
He pursed his lips. "Why, though?"
She was watching, her brows furrowed. "Yeah.."
He kissed her hair. "I love you, too."
"No you won't."
"Against my fake arm?"
(Yup!)
