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He sat down, cocking his head. "Sure."
"So do you know of a cafe to go to?"
He sighed, standing up with a small nod. "Okay."
He took her hand again, leading her out.
He glanced over at her for a moment, shrugging. "What are you having?"
"Then let's go."
Sam had woken early the next morning, folding the blankets neatly and setting them on the couch. He went outside, sitting near the door as he...
"Mm. You are."
(Zoop?)
"You are."
He laid down, pulling the blanket over himself and shutting his eyes.
"I know.'
He nodded, sitting on the couch. "Okay."
"I'm not saying that."
"Goodnight," he said quietly. "See you tomorrow."
"Noted."
He shook his head. "I'm okay. Thank you."
"For now."
He hesitated, looking away from her. "I don't know."
He sighed, looking reluctant. "I guess I'll refrain for now."
