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Francis looked up slightly. "For how long?"
She cocked her head, raising an eyebrow with a small grin. "I thanked you?"
"Sourdough!"
Francis looked further to the ground, afraid to interfere.
She smiled slightly before standing to kiss his cheek almost playfully. "Thanks for staying with me."
"I don't know.."
Francis looked down slightly, saying nothing.
She squinted at him. "Like?"
"Let me try it."
Francis said nothing, glancing at Poppy.
"It didn't?"
"I have to because you love it."
He sighed, his eyes dcanning each room anxiously.
She shrugged, looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry."
"Am I going to try it?"
He took her hand, Diana in his other arm.
She frowned. "That's.. rather common."
"I have never had toast."
"Okay.. Alright."
"I didn't mind," she said quietly. "Sorry for not letting go.."
