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"You will be."
He put an arm around her. "That sounds hard."
She flushed, her expression looking hesitant as she looked down slightly. "For a siren."
"Debatable. You'll be perfectly healthy, though."
He grinned, his eyes crinkling light with the action. "I'm glad."
She looked embarrassed. "It was just your forehead.."
She kissed his cheek. "You're fine.."
"You're my favorite person."
She pulled away gently, not meetung his gaze.
"No, you."
He nodded, kissing her cheek. "I think so."
She looked hesitant, before leaning forward and kissing his forehead as he had done to her.
"Ugghh."
"Thanks," he replied, leaning back.
She looked thoughtful, watching him curiously. "Well I hope you get good sleep."
"I'm trying to be worried here, babe."
Francis nodded. "We did, thank you. We would just like one vanilla shake for dessert."
She slid onto the floor, moving closer to his face as she cocked her head. "Do you think you'll sleep tonight?"
"Stop that. I'm supposed to be worried, not laughing!"
He smiled gently. "I love you too."
