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"But they think it's hilarious."
"I know," she said quietly, running her fingers through his hair on the back of his head. "It's okay. They're sneaky. It's what they do."
He sighed, glancing back at her. "Would you rather that we don't talk? I don't need to converse with you."
"To the pancakes. You chose them, at least stick to your choice."
She laughed, coming and joining the circle next to Francis. "Just let it happen, Craw. Look how happy they are."
She took a deep breath, kissing his hair as she slipped her arms around his shoulder. "You did so well," she'd hear him say. "You did so well."
"Well, it's logical, isn't it?"
"So now you're unfaithful?"
"Ah. I trained my babies well."
"It's okay," she said, although he would feel that she was shaking too. "It's okay. You're okay. C'mere. It's okay."
"Do you not agree?"
"I can't believe I'm married to a pancake lover."
They burst into more laughter as Poppy came down the stairs. "What's so funny?"
Eden cupped the spirit in her hands, taking a deep breath and slowly beginning to crush it between her palms, the glow growing brighter and...
"Then they're real."
"No, you've made you allegiance quite clear."
"Tongue!"
The spirit fell silent and it seemed to serve as an answer to her. She raised one hand and a golden glow rose from her palms. "Get out of his...
"Do they have consciousness?"
"Tsk tsk. Fine."
