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He stared at his hands, looking resolute. “Yes, Tezhki. If you cared enough.”
“Are you sure?”
“For accepting defeat.”
“I can be very strong.”
“That’s so gross!”
“You could,” he said flatly. “If you cared enough.”
“Do you feel guilty?”
“I’m proud of you.”
“Uh huh. I’ll take you down.”
“You tried to bite my foot.”
He said nothing for a moment, his brows furrowed. “I’ve met sirens who don’t have a ‘mother’. They don’t need her.”
“Delicious?”
“That’s alright, though!”
“I’ll fight you later.”
“I can’t believe you did that.”
He frowned, crossing his arms. “What did she say?”
“Is it good?”
“Oh, good.”
“Really, really upset.”
She yelled, pulling away.
