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"Poppy, stop that."
She pursed her lips. "I see.."
"So am I." *** "Stop it."
"Oh no. Poppy, no. None of that."
"Was that a joke..? Did.. Did you just make a joke?"
"Why would I be infuriated?" *** "Arlo."
"Don't go full five-year-old."
She rubbed his back gently, resting her head on him.
"Yes you do." *** "I said Arlo."
He laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Just wait."
Avice stood next to Jack her eyes warm and observant.
"That is probably not true."
She nodded, offering Aubrey. "Of course."
"I'm sure. Are you?"
"The surprise."
"..Would you like to hold her?"
He shook his head. "Whatever you say. We're getting close anyways."
Avice smiled slightly. "Well.. It's been awhile since you've last seen us."
He pursed his lips, not saying anything."
"No I won't. "
