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"When we were captured?"
"Huh.. I can see that." *** She slid onto the floor. "Don't bother talking to me. I'm dead."
"Then she won't understand. She'll just think that I'm kissing you like a normal person- Which is what I'm doing."
"Kind of. It's more like long rows, for me. Not desks where I go to. But we do listen to a lot of lectures."
"Um.. I have seen you injured before. That was pretty scary."
"Are you the first?" *** "Guess I'll die."
"No, I'm just saying. Like giving you a kiss is different than giving Aubrey a kiss."
He sat back, his brow raised in thought. "They're stern, mostly. Kind at times. And they all teach different things. What we are doing now is...
"No you're not. C'mon now."
"No I'm not.." *** "Seconds!"
"Not yet," she said, taking the baby in her arms and cradling her lovingly. "Not like that, anyways."
He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Yeah, I like them. It usually depends on the person, though. Whether they are invested in learning, or not."
"But I'm not."
"I am?" *** "I can't wait that long!"
"She doesn't understand the kissing either."
He hesitated, looking up at her. "This isn't about me, but yes. I do have professors."
"Okay. Then it's fine."
"Interesting." *** "When will you have it figured out?"
"You keep swearing in front of her."
"It's okay if not. It's kinda like.. extra credit. Not required."
