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"Valerie, stop. You're hurt. Let me take you to your car." *** "..Your butt is mine?"
He leaned in to kiss her, his fingers brushing her gently.
He frowned. "I'll take you to find it." *** "Yes?"
He nodded slowly. "I love you."
His voice was sharp. "Just stop. Do you have a ride home?" *** "No?"
"There is none, I suppose."
He looked over at her, his eyes wide. "Was I supposed to let you die?" *** "But.. mine."
"No, I do."
Ge pulled himself to his feer shakily, his eyes wide.
(When he gets back?)
"Different kind of against me."
He continued to hold, but was growing tired himself. *** "It's mine!"
(Yooooop!)
"Using it against."
He held tight, digging the knife into it. *** "Sacred and mine!"
She frowned uncomfortably, as his lack of presence made her uncertain.
"That is mean."
He gasped, suddenly jumping at it without thinking. *** "No!"
She sighed, watching him go with a nervous look.
"You'll just use it against me."
