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"This place.. Uh.. Hm. This place is too small?"
"I don't care if it was small," she said gently. "It was absolutely lovely!"
"She is!"
"Nope. Ah.. What was the saying? Only enough space for one?"
She frowned slightly, looking up at him. "Why? Do you?"
Eliza sighed. "He never has."
"You called me a genius. You're the genius!"
She smiled. "I think so too."
"That's different," he grumbled. "I feel targeted." Eliza crossed her arms. "You're just stubborn."
"You travel to places every day!"
She chuckled, her eyes on his. "You look very pretty."
He crossed his arms. "I was not." "Yes you were."
"You get the stuff. And you can speak a million languages!"
She reached up to kiss him. "Of course."
"That would be right."
"It's you too."
She smiled. "Your crown looks lovely."
"He used to quite a bit. Got it from Cal."
"You're curing a plague!'
She leaned forward to kiss him, her eyes bright as the sunlight slanted down on them through the trees.
