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"Hm," she murmured, tapping her chin, "that could work."
"There are so many kinds of frogs," he said brightly.
She looked nervous. "I think I'll have to find somewhere else to work, then. Or.. do something else, I suppose."
"Deers are cool," he said thoughtfully, tilting his head.
"What is your favorite animal?" he asked curiously.
"I'm not sure," he said. "Anything."
"Yeah," she agreed slowly. "I'm just not sure where to go."
He grinned, looking up at her. "Can you tell me more about yourself?"
She sighed, looking back at the two. "It's alright."
"I'm not good with plants," he told her, looking around.
She frowned slightly, looking out the window with furrowed brows.
"I don't think lights would work, right?"
"I know," she said, her brows furrowing. "Do you mean where we are going?"
He tilted his head slightly. "Oh.. Okay."
Fleur tilted her head, frowning slightly. "How do you mean?"
He looked a little embarrassed. "I'm just excited."
She nodded slowly. "Yeah."
He brightened a little, following her.
Fleur looked over at him curiously. "Did you sleep well?'
"I don't want to pick them all out."
