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She nodded. "Okay. I'm ready when you are."
She frowned. "There are good parts. Great parts. But being a butterfly is simple."
He rolled his eyes. "I lied about that."
She laughed. "Amazing!"
"Everybody dies," she said simply. "Ours are just extended and pretty crappy."
He gazed down the long cave, crossing his arms. "I want Poppy to know that I love her and miss her, if you can do that."
She grinned excitedly. "All the kisses?"
She sat back with a small sigh. "Butterflies don't have problems. I wish I was a butterfly."
"I.. I did."
"Me," she decided. "And I want all the kisses."
He went to leave, his brows furrowed as he sighed. *** "They must like me."
"Well.. the people. They're looking, right? The scouts?"
"Nuh uh," she protested. "It won't."
"I'll talk to you later," he agreed. "See you." *** She nodded. "I'm certain."
He went forward. "You should warn the camp."
She nodded. "All of them!"
He frowned. "I'm gonna go." *** She looked up at him. "I am."
He frowned, watching them go with a frustrated glance.
She laughed. "Impatient for you. I want all the kisses."
He frowned. "I do worry, though. I care." *** "We kissed," she said. "That's it."
