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"I don't know her," she agreed, "so I guess that's why."
He nodded. "Of course. I'm glad you enjoyed it."
She pursed her lips. "Well I'm not hungry."
"I suppose," she said, "but you agreed that she can be scary."
"It's okay," he said. "I'll be perfectly fine."
She sighed. "Okay. You too, though?"
She crossed her arms. "You've called me weak and evil today."
"That's okay," he said. "I'll wait for you."
"Hm," she murmured. "I guess I understand."
She scoffed, picking up some snow and flinging it at him. "You are so lucky that I'm making those sweaters for them and not because of you."
He cocked his head slightly. "I do say so."
"I didn't pick them."
She frowned. "Then I got a cold."
He kissed her cheek. "I promise, I'm not."
"Danger is my second middle name," she corrected.
She raised an eyebrow. "So I'm weak?"
He shrugged. "Just normal things, I think."
She grinned. "Danger is my middle name."
He sighed, then turned to go inside. *** "Anyone can!"
"Hmm.. Arsenic?"
