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[prettier]

[Well. There's no other option here but to reach across and boop her nose.]

I've finished talking.

[medals]

[It's in her very nature to argue that, but she doesn't. Instead she wiggles and frees the quilt, heavy and warm, and tosses it over him too. It doesn't matter if they're a little topsy-turvey, the pillows at the other end and the sheets below them messed up.

It's comfortable. She likes this. ]

So we're in quiet time now?

[prettier]

Time out.

[He crosses one finger across the top of another to make a T before lazily reaching across to pull her closer and shuffle in, himself. Quiet time. It stretches almost 20 seconds.]

...So, is your dad single?

[medals]

Happily married.

[Give or take a few family tragedies. ]

And I wouldn't take mum on, she got handy with a chainsaw.

[prettier]

Must run in the family. Along with your great taste in fancying me.

[Well technically, that would be lookalikes of her family. Close enough, and also probably genetic.]

[medals]

God, aren't you full of yourself.

[If Kieren could hear him now, he'd be getting pelters for his ego, really. Jem owes it to them both to do it in his absence. ]

[prettier]

Only when I'm not full of someone else.

[Look, what is he supposed to do with that set up. At least he stops short of adding like your dad.]