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"No, I'm okay. Thank you."
She nodded. "I think it's a sneeze, actually."
He kissed her cheek. "Your hair," he teased.
"Not at all, he replied. "Go ahead. I'm going to fix up the bed as well."
Her tone was thoughtful. "I remember when it happened to you. I felt.. sick. I feel sick now. I don't feel well."
He grinned. "Does it?"
He nodded, taking them. "Yup."
She pulled him in a warm embrace, her eyes buried in his shoulder. "I'm so sorry, Jack. That must have so scary."
He pulled her close. "Why, of course, my love."
He stood up. "I'll take the bowls."
She went quiet. "What?"
He brushed back her hair. "What do you mean?"
He nodded. "Of course."
She shifted into his arms. "So, what happened?"
He chuckled, catching her hand. "Teasing."
She grumbled stubbornly before glancing at him, her expression softening. "Fine."
He kissed her cheek. "I guess I'm second on people you love most."
She sighed. "It only hurts a little."
He gave her a smile. "Thank you."
"I'm lucky to have you and Diana."
