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She shifted, not yet waking.
He took a breath that he didn't know he had been holding. "I shouldn't be afraid."
She was asleep, her head on his shoulder and hands folded in her lap.
Tez was still asleep, her arms loosely wrapped around him.
"But, Poppy.." His voice went quiet. "I'm afraid."
She drifted off, his lips slightly parted.
(Yoop)
"No... you." Her head lolled onto his shoulder as her eyes fluttered closed.
"Du'er deneste firzi," she murmured, shutting her eyes.
He looked at her, nervousness and fear in his eyes. "What if they come back?"
Her shoulders started slouching, and after some time her head began tilting tiredly. "No, you."
She came around the other side and joined him, sliding under the covers and wrapping her arms around him gently.
"The baby is fine." He pulled his hand away hesitantly. "Maybe I should just go.. What if they come back.. What if I don't catch them in time and...
She shook her head, yawning. "No, you."
She sat up on the bed before going to move him to the right spot, putting a blanket over him.
"You were poisoned. This could have been avoided."
She folded her hands. "I'm not. No, you."
She looked around, trying to slip from underneath him.
He was quiet for a moment. "This wouldn't have happened if I never agreed to meet at the hotel. I knew we should have told Derrick first."
She looked up at him. "Huh?"
