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He chuckled nervously. "Sorry." *** "Could you kill me?"
Francis hurried, making sure nothing happened.
She leaned to kiss his cheek, her lips soft. "I love you too, by the way."
He was surprised, not moving at first. After a moment, he rested his hands, on her back without a word. *** "I will still think that."
He sighed, turning forward again.
"No," she said, "I apologize for doubting you."
He turned his head slightly, a frown on his face. "I like you." *** "Stupid mantis shrimp.."
He shook his head. "Let's just.. Keep going."
She looked up at him, her head cocked. "Sorry."
"No," he said. "Not like that." *** She shook her head. "Mantis shrimp are incapable of feeling. Life doesn't work in favor of non-crustaceans...
Francis frowned at Poppy. "This wasn't you."
"For my sake, maybe," she said. "Cause you wouldn't want to hurt my feelings."
"That doesn't mean anything." *** "Then you couldn't like me if you are a bunch a mantis shrimp.. I knew it!"
He squinted. "At least that worked.."
She pursed her lips. "I'm not wrong."
"I probably bug you," he said. "And I know you don't like me." *** "Mantis shrimp are incapable of feelings!"
He kept close, making sure everything was okay as he held his gun ready.
"I'm not," she told him, looking down. "But you can think so."
He was quiet for a moment. "I'm sorry." *** "You're human too," she said. "I'll be fine."
"I know," he said softly. "Let's just keep going."
