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"Oh, I see. Do birds ever become a problem?"
He smiled warmly, pulling away. "Shall we?"
"Why not?" *** "Sometimes, but not often."
She sat up quickly, feeling his forehead before cursing under her breath. She brushed his cheek worriedly. "Jack? Baby?"
"So you can't fly in rain either?"
He seemed surprised, but kissed her back. "I love you."
"Why not?" *** She grinned. "Lovely."
Avice blinked, her brow furrowing as she looked over. "Jack?"
He frowned. "Because they're fragile?"
He nodded. "Completely and utterly."
Avice was still asleep the next day, murmuring slightly.
He laughed. "It is."
"You're mine," he murmured. "I'm yours."
(Zoop?)
"I don't really like the ocean.. The deep waters.."
"You're my wife," he said warmly.
Her expression relaxed, and she sighed gently.
"Of course. Everyone has phobias. I have never gotten over any phobias of mine."
"Of course. You're my wife."
She kissed his cheek before shutting her eyes, drifting off to his voice.
