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"You're mean," he said, his eyebrows furrowing. "I don't like you."
She stepped away without another word, her arms crossing smoothly.
He chuckled. "Still. I think you can do it."
He hesitated. "... Oh.."
She nodded and kissed his cheek. "I will. You too."
"Flips?" he asked. "I think you can do it."
He chuckled. "He's pretty cute."
She sighed, looking down again. "I need to finish some things. I'll be back after, okay?"
"Is that what you were doing earlier?"
He cocked his head. "Mo isn't too bad."
She cocked her head. "I love you."
He nodded, placing his hands on her back. "I think so, too."
"I think you can do it," he said distractedly.
She paused, her expression off. "I know. You don't need to apologize."
Francis carefully put Finn in the tank, standing back with a small grin. "Perfect."
"You must be pretty good, then."
She frowned slightly. "Its just been awhile since I've seen you smile.." She pulled away, standing up. "But that's okay. I understand."
He continued to pet the cat, paying slight attention to Val's screen. "Is it hard?"
She looked up at him, kissing his cheek gently. "Are you okay?"
He nodded, picking up the bowl carefully. "Okay."
