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He tipped his head at her, poking her forehead lightly. "I'm okay."
"I was happy after I was done being in pain," she said, glowering at him.
He laughed slightly, wiggling his hands back at her. "Distracted?"
"I was fine," she told him, her lips pursed.
"We made it to the kingdom after that," she told him, not budging.
He frowned as well, looking over at her. "I'm fine. Why?"
"Reaching the Fae kingdom," she said stubbornly, crossing her arms.
He had gotten up and began packing distractedly. "Do you usually kick?"
"You think I'm lying?"
"No," he said with a small frown. "Out of all the nights you've never kicked."
"I can't name every second," she said with a frown.
He looked down at her, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Good. How about you?"
She hesitated, scratching her temple. "The parts where nobody is really angry or in peril."
He shifted, sitting up with a yawn. "Yeah.."
"I said sometimes, not all the time."
He had pulled away, but was still facing her. He opened an eye sleepily. "What?"
She looked up at him thoughtfully. "Sometimes."
He went quiet as well, closing his eyes with a small frown.
"You don't think?" she asked curiously, looking up at him.
He rolled his eyes, but was strangely quiet. "Go back to sleep."
