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Francis raised an eyebrow at her, but kissed Poppy's cheek. "Sure. It's not my business, though."
Her eyes widened in surprise and he would feel her breath catch. "..Really?"
He shook his head stubbornly. "No she's not."
She pulled away after a long moment, her eyes fluttering slightly as she simply watched him with a surprised and adoring gaze.
He frowned slightly, looking down at her. "You make a lot of presumptions.." Francis laughed slightly.
She flushed at their proximity, but quickly relaxed. Placing her hand on his jaw she went quiet, her nose brushing his before she kissed him gently.
He shook his head. "No. She doesn't like me like that."
She laughed as well, turning her hand to intertwine their fingers. She reached up, kissing his cheek.
"Elves touch," he said with a frown. "I'm not sure about the rest of it."
She lifted her hand again. "You can't tell me what to do. Bleh."
"Elves are affectionate," he said easily, his expression calm.
She gave him a small smile, relaxing again. "When can I walk?"
He crossed his arms, looking over at her. "You were asking personal questions."
She made a gesture with her hand. "Blah blah blah."
She rolled her eyes, a playful grin on her face. "You lost your entire eye and an arm.
He frowned, looking back at her. "What do you mean?"
She flushed in embarrassment. "I wish I did more."
They continued onward, Francis holding the reins.
She scooted close to him. "I'm sorry."
Zerras flushed a little. "Yeah."
