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"I didn't say I would never stop painting, though. Technically I'm not lying."
He grinned, sitting back down in the original spot. "I'm glad. This is a perk of loving you."
"He'll understand though, right? I mean, it's for the greater good?"
She pursed her lips, her answer quick. "Yes."
He grinned. "Thanks."
He sighed. "How long could that be?"
She smiled. "I know."
"Positive!"
"Important," he agreed. "Then what do we do?"
She grinned, giving him a quick kiss. "So then you lied about not lying."
He looked up at her, sitting on his knees. "Of course."
He nodded. "Maybe.. This is stressful."
She laughed brightly, her expression cocky. "So you wouldn't?"
He frowned, sitting up as well before setting up the pillows. "I just want to make sure I get some too."
"Then what chooses who it will kill and who it won't?"
She tilted her head slightly with a grin. "Would you lie if it meant my survival?"
He laughed slightly. "Probably.. Do you want me to check?"
He nodded, a thoughtful look crossing his face. "And it doesn't kill everyone, right?"
"I think it's a lie."
He looked at her, then spoke in a murmur. "Hmm?"
