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Alison glanced up at him. She still felt like something was off with him, but she didn't want to press him about it. He would tell her on his own time if he wanted to. And she could wait.

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M glanced at her. It didn’t feel right to lie to her. What if she got mad? He couldn’t bring himself to tell her! What if she got mad? He shook himself a little. He needed to just calm down. If she noticed, and asked, he’d tell her.

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M glanced at her. His eyes glistened unsurely in the light.
β€œYeah… I’m fine. Tired.”

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M rested his head back down on the pillow, sighing. She’d notice eventually. He had taken quite a tumble. And there was a fight. He got shot, too, but that was a bandage on his hip now.

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Alison moved her hand to his arm, rubbing it gently. It slipped lower down, and she felt his wounds before she looked down at them, her eyebrow furrowed. "Metaphorical… What happened?" she whispered.

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M felt her cold fingers trace his upper arm, then over his bruises and scabs.
β€œI… It was just an accident. I’m fine.”

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M swallowed nervously, shifting around on the bed. Even though the bullet wound was on his other hip, it hurt. Maybe it was because he was thinking and worrying about it.
β€œIt was just… a… case. I underestimated them.”

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M chewed on his lip. β€œEverywhere. They… they cornered me and attacked me.”

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M ducked his head slightly with a faint sigh. β€œYeah. Just a little shaken up.” He never thought someone would manage to push him in such a situation and make him feel useless like they did.

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M glanced up at her and nodded. β€œThank you. I’ll take that into consideration.”

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M smiled a bit and set his head down. β€œY-yeah. I guess.”

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β€œYou are not not bold, my good man.” She laughed softly, setting down her second cup.

"Oh I'm not?" Jericho asked, cup half raised to his lips as he looked over at Graci with an eyebrow cocked.

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M half-closed his eyes, sighing and slowly relaxing. β€œIt is, isn’t it?”


Graci chuckled. β€œNo. You are. The nots cancel each other out,” She pointed out smartly.

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Jericho brought his glass all the way to his lips, smiling at his misunderstanding. "Ahhh. I was going to say, asking out a lady after just meeting her is quite bold."

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Graci chuckled softly, crossing her fingers together. β€œAnd you don’t even know what her magic is,” She pointed out, smiling widely. Her teeth, sharp and white glistened in the light.

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"My mother taught me never to ask a lady about her magic." Jericho kept smiling, he was being charming as hell, but he had no intention of stopping.

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β€œYour mother was a very traditional woman.” She looked impressed. β€œI like that.” She nodded. Perhaps she’d be treated even better than what she expected.