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She frowned. "I don't think I'll want to try them."
Francis got in, his jaw clenched.
She pulled away after a moment. "No more rolling."
"Sounds bad."
He gasped, not quite expecting it. He continued to hold Diana, ignoring the pain.
She leaned down to kiss him, saying nothing.
"So what happens?"
Francis looked back, his brows furrowing as he began to hurry.
She sat on her knees, crossing her arms.
"What happens if you eat it?"
"I guess I'm still used to it."
"Are the stems poisonous, though?"
"What?"
"Jack, why?"
Francis frowned. "I would never hurt Poppy or Diana."
"I guess.."
She poked her head out. "Oh my god."
Francis looked at him. "Oh?"
She laughed, kissing his cheek. "Fine."
"You're not coming in."
