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She went to lay back down. "Let's not."
"That's a dumb reason."
He kissed her softly. "Sorry."
She yawned. "Never done anything like that, for me."
He laughed. "Having a normal arm is pretty cool too."
He smiled at her. "I'm teasing."
She nodded, her head tilting. "I guess we are. I had no idea."
"Probably, but I would advise against it. Strongly."
"No pain, no gain, baby," he mimicked in a high voice. "Sounds fake."
She smiled, gently kissing cheek. "I think it's perfect."
He frowned. "Don't do that."
"Technically it's not your idea,' he said. "It's that saying."
She was still grinning, and brushed his hair from over his eyes. "No, it's good. It's the king chess piece."
He sighed, his arms crossing, but nodded reluctantly. "Okay. Be careful."
He rolled his eyes, grabbing a plate and setting the cookies on it carefully. "Thats dumb."
She had to stifle a laugh, but it burst out. "Oh my gosh. This is fantastic!"
"Well, can't you just go to someone who is a medic? Don't you know any?"
"Yeah, but you might burn your mouth."
She moved to stand, stretching her arms slightly as she ignored the rush to her head.
He crossed his arms. "Just do it."
