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"Oh my god."
"Not really, no.." *** "You seemed hesitant."
She looked ill, but meeting his gaze as she gave a shuddery sigh. "T-Tezhki."
He wrapped his arms around her. "Pleasedon'tsprayme."
"That is a bad word."
"It's okay, Val. People forget things sometimes." *** "Do you want to help with this or not?"
She said nothing, only giving a quick nod as her fingers twitched with anxiety. She shut her eyes, inhaling sharply.
He grabbed her arm with a sigh. "Poppy.."
She stuck out her tongue. "Mmth?"
He frowned, wrapping his arms around her. "Don't worry, Val." *** "Ugh."
She took the canteen, but the sight of the knife seemed to make her panic a bit, and she quickly looked away, trying to hide the fact that she was...
He hesitated. "Poppy.."
"Ah. That's better. And I'm not furious! Promise."
He took her hand, standing up slowly. "No worries, Val! I'm okay." *** "Ehhh.."
"No," she said hoarsely, whimpering slightly as she tugged a bit more. "I don't need your help. You're mean. I can do it myself."
"Bad! None of that!"
"Don't do that! Poppy, don't say that!"
He hesitated, offering a soft smile as he got to his knees. "I-I'm okay." *** "Don't you 'hmph' me."
She whipped her head to look at him, her eyes bright with anger. Her voice was a sharp hiss. "Don't touch me! Don't come near me!"
"No swearing, you.. you- you bad!"
