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"I suppose," he mumbled. "Where at?"
"One day," she decided. "But not soon."
"Hmm," he murmured. "Not that I can think of that I haven't told you."
"Fine," he said, frowning.
"Nothing at all," she replied. "It's just fun to think ahead."
"It's pretty good," he admitted. "Relaxing."
"No. It was only your assisstance."
She grinned up at him, her eyes bright. "If I'm being honest, I like thinking about the future."
"Me too," he said. "It will be fun."
"You didn't lead me." He frowned. "I found my own way."
"It's not that much, right now. Only catching a whale." She tilted her head. "Am I thinking too far ahead?"
"Sure," he said. "That sounds nice."
She put her arms around his neck. "This is our life plan."
"You have never led me anywhere."
"Good enough for me," he grinned.
She reached up to kiss him. "Right."
"I can never be sure." He crossed his arms. "Y'know?"
He raised an eyebrow, grinning. "I can't believe you."
"No point, other than catching a whale."
He nodded, setting the clay down for a moment. "Good. That means we aren't working for nothing."
