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"Don't be silly. If I were to murder you, it wouldn't be here."
A small smile crossed her face as she shut her eyes. "I know."
"I'm not giving in. Are you giving in? Sounds like it."
Francis squeezed her hand as they started into the woods. He obviously knew where they were going.
"This afternoon?" she said warmly, moving to stretch out across his lap. "That's soon."
"Never."
(Zoop?)
She hesitated, but decided not to pester further. "Okay.."
"That's not true. I am saying still because still."
He kissed her forehead before heading off.
"Why can't we celebrate your birthday..?"
"Hmph. Still."
"Okay. I love you."
She pursed her lips for a moment. "Can I ask something without any freaking out?"
"But still."
He pursed his lips, before kissing her cheek. "Alright. I'll see you soon, okay?"
"That would be your fault."
"Barely? Nah. More than that."
"I suppose we will."
Avice chuckled. "That's cute."
