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"Thank you."
"It'll be okay," Lark promised. "It'll all be resolved."
His face fell even further and he looked downright distraught. "...really?"
"This whole situation we're in sucks, but it's nice to be able to be close to you."
She laughed deeply, tapping his forehead playfully. "This is your own fault."
"Let me eat slash mourn my child pizza baby in peace."
"You could try finding him. It couldn't hurt, I think."
His face fell and he tilted his head. "How... how long do you live?"
She squirmed gleefully, resting her head on his chest. "Mmmm. My husband."
"You literally sat on me, Gabe."
"We found a compromise."
She hesitated, looking nervous. "I mean... and I know this wasn't your fault, Tez, but... I mean, you did try to kill him. You almost succeeded,...
"Grow? How big could they get?"
She dimpled, letting go of the pillow and opening her arms to him.
She laughed brightly in his ear. "You deserve this!"
"We've been over this."
Her brow furrowed and she tilted her head. "Say to him? What do you mean?"
"More advanced? What does that mean?"
"Please?"
She glared at him for a moment before a glimmer of an idea passed through her gaze and she hugged him, pulling him as she fell back down.
