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"Lovely," she murmured, reaching up to kiss him. "I prefer worried."

 

She rested her forehead on his chest, shifting slightly as her ribs complained.

"I don't remember if I thanked you for saving me today," she said quietly. "Even if I could have taken everyone there."

 

She frowned, remembering the sensation of all her breath being forced out of her lungs.

"Yeah," she said quietly. "Me too."

 

She shifted and pulled up the side of her shirt to look at her ribs. Dark, painful looking bruises tainted her normally fair skin, and she sighed, watching her bones shift under her skin.

"I'm fine," she said, frowning. "It just hurts like a bugger."

 

She watched him for a moment.

"It's not your fault, my darling. Don't worry."

 

She wrapped her arms around his neck, dropping the side of her shirt.

"There's nothing you could have done," she replied. "Seriously. Don't worry."

 

Poppy rested her head on his shoulder.

"Anyway," she said, trying to change the subject. "Is there anything you want for your make-up birthday?"

 

"Oh, come now, Francis," she said easily. "Everyone likes gifts."

 

She leaned over and took his head in her hands, kissing him quickly.

"You are incredibly frustrating," she murmured.

 

"I can tell," she said, frowning at him sternly. "You're going to make this very difficult for me."