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"What are you not worried about, though?"
"I did, and then you asked for marriage!"
"Do you like it?"
She chuckled. "Of course he was worried."
"This is all your fault." *** "It's not! I'll cry if you don't believe me!"
He seemed surprised, but kissed her as well, his touch gentle.
Avice squinted "That sounds.. Hm. I don't know how to react to that."
"Really shows how much we are soulmates." *** "That's not true."
"Surprise?"
"But," she began, raising her finger, "you are also an aunt. Aunts usually have some class."
"Exactly!" *** "Since when?"
He cocked his head, glancing at her.
"It's rude to kill people in their own house."
"Not a bit." *** "You're my soulmate, Arlo."
They approached a clearing. The tent would be visible in the distance with a lamp, but the sky was open.
She chuckled. "No, probably not."
"There is no love in it." *** "Ugggh."
"If our kids act like this I'm disowning them."
"But you wouldn't do that, right?"
"Hmph." *** "What you're doing."
