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"The invader killed. . . twenty people." He murmured, still avoiding her gaze. |
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"Shit. It's fine...I'll figure it out. Thank you for protecting me and our baby" |
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"You two are my top priority, i'd die for you two." He assured, squeezing her hand lightly. |
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"Good, I hope you always remember that. Even one day when I die protecting you, you'll still remember that." He noted softly. |
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"Gale, you won't die protecting us" |
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"I hope it's the way I do, I won't be a man who died doing nothing, instead i'll be one who died fighting for his family." He explained softly, face somewhat stern. |
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He chuckled softly, eyes catching the light as he squeezed her hand, getting the all clear from the medic. "Now what do you say we go and have the chefs make whatever you want, head wherever you want, and just have a night to ourselves. No council, no meetings, just us for a little while. Feel like it's been...ages." |
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She sighed. "Sounds amazing" |
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Afternoon Showers, Sleet Possible
