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He laughed. "Maybe."
He turned and kissed her cheek. "I love you, okay?"
She nodded quietly. "Okay. Be quick."
"Wouldn't you rather be a cat?"
He shook his head. "I shouldn't be the antagonist of your nightmares.."
"Both are liquids, though!"
She was quiet before shrugging. "I guess."
He didn't respond, only looked at the ground silently.
He chuckled. "Opposites, right?"
She seemed hesitant, but nodded. "Okay."
He frowned. "Why?"
".. Because I'm an optimist?"
She nodded, taking the bowls. "Of course."
"Do I hurt you?"
"Why's that?"
She nodded. "Definitely. It's the thought that counts!"
He tensed. "I do..?"
He smiled. "I try to be."
She sighed, shaking her head with a small grin. "You're kind, but really. I can do this."
He sighed. "I was really worried."
