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She flushed before sighing. "Fine."
He looked embarrassed. "Yep.."
He took her hand, kissing the back of it.
She stepped back slightly. "Right now? Here?"
The shelves seemed somewhat dusty, and the kitchen barely used. "Just.. doing things."
"Still."
She felt the back of her shirt. "It's bleeding."
He saw her expression, frowning slightly. "How have you been?"
"You're just you."
"Mm. That's unfortunate." She smiled before hesitating, her hand reaching back as she frowned. "Is there an infirmary?"
He took it, moving to the side. "You can come in, if you'd like."
"Yes, you."
"Are you sure I don't get a battle axe?" she teased, holding up the rapier playfully.
He blinked before rubbing his eyes. "Oh. For me?"
He chuckled. "You're cute."
She went to hit him, a small smile on her face.
The house behind him was dark. There was some dust. He said nothing for a moment. "..Why?"
He leaned against the wall, a small smile on his face.
She held it awkwardly. "What a funny shape."
He frowned, opening the door. "Yes?"
