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Sage nodded, biting on his lower lip as he thought. "Good....that should be easy enough."
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Celeste nodded, returning to her jello.
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Sage finished his jello quickly, reaching for another cup and going through that before he forced himself to stop.
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Celeste stopped at one, giggling and watching Sage.
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Sage threw Celeste an amused look at her giggle. "What," he asked with a small laugh of his own.
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"Youre funny," she giggled. "My big, tough, wolfie husband's favorite food is a little jello cup,"
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Sage wrinkled his nose slightly in amusement. "It is when this big tough stomach of mine fails in its duties," he mused
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Celeste grinned and giggled again.
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Sage was amused by her giggling, chuckling himself as he went to throw away their empty cups.
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Celeste thanked him with a smile. A nurse walked in and greeted them, checking on Noah's breathing one last time. "Youre free to go when you please," she said politely before leaving.
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