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He frowned, working diligently. His hands were gentle as he tried to sooth and fix.
She nodded, slipping out of his arms and pulling the blanket over herself.
He looked down at her. "You fell asleep in here."
He put on the potion, his brows furrowed.
She wrapped her arms around him. "I'm tired.."
He glanced down. "Poppy?"
He applied gently, his hands soft.
She nodded, looking up at him and brushing back his hair nervously.
He grinned, doing the same.
He got a vial from the cabinet. She had seen it before. "May I?"
She sighed, leaning against him and shutting her eyes. "We'll be okay, right?"
He pulled his head back, a small grin on his face.
They got back to the house eventually, and he closed the door behind them gently.
She hesitated, looking down. "I'm afraid."
He stuck his tongue out at her.
He kept close, holding tight.
She looked up at him. "Options?"
He stood, going over and picking her up gently.
He offered his hand, watching her hopefully.
She nodded, still seeming nervous.
