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"Just how to sew," she said thoughtfully. "It comes in handy if something tears. Maybe I'll help them make a little fabric bag or something." She...
"I think so," he said. "Depends how you put it."
She grinned, her arms wrapping around his waist. "I'm teasing."
She frowned. "You're evil."
"As long as there's some gray, I'll be fine."
She laughed. "Definitely."
She laughed quietly. "I didn't see a point, okay?"
He kissed her cheek. "Whatever you'd like."
She frowned. "Fine. Just for today."
She smiled slightly, a teasing look on her face. "That's all I care about."
He grinned. "Then you can pick. You'd probably have better taste, anyways."
"Right," she said, "I'm the one who makes the puns of this relationship."
She squinted at him. "Fine."
He smiled. "A good choice on my part."
"It's too late, Curnow. You've made the mistake."
She shook her head. "I can get the supplies. I have enough."
He frowned. "No."
She squinted at him. "I think we need some time apart."
She grinned back. "You too! I just thought it would be best to plan for me coming in again."
His hand brushed her cheek. "I'm so glad I met you."
