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"See what I mean now," I said pointing to the screen.
"See what I mean now," I said pointing to the screen.
"What kind?" He sniggered at her, gesticulating sarcastically, "Burnt?"
"Medium rare with mesquite seasoning." she turned to meet Gabriel's eye, "I'm not a robot."
"Good, good," Gabriel nodded, "Then I guess I can forgive you for the oatmeal monstrosity," he stood off from leaning against the wall, returning the eye contact.
"Hey, oatmeal can taste good with brown sugar and cinnamon." Marya was on the defensive.
"Unfortunately oats and slime aren't very appealing to me," he commented back, scoping for someplace to sit. "Oh, and thanks for saving me from imminent death,"
"You're welcome." Marya held her shoulders up with pride, "It was our motto to keep people safe." she pushed a chair towards Gabriel with her foot and sat on the kitchen counter.
He sat himself down, "But I wasn't a person," he cocked his head curiously. "You like dogs?"
"Yes, I'm a total dog person." Marya smiled, "But my dog died."
"Well!" He grinned, "Now you have a friend and a dog. Congrats," he smiled, "All you have to do is feed me," there was a playful tinge in his words
"So the stories are true, when you save a dog you can never shake them off." Marya laughed, "I'm sure you can make do with your own food. I don't want to give you oatmeal considering your distaste for it."
"You have nothing else?" He blinked.
"See what I mean now," I said pointing to the screen.
"No, I can't see," Hunter replied, "What's happening?"
"First of all can you see me?"
"Just random food all around the kitchen and chips that I'm hoarding in my room." Marya frowned. "Don't go into my room. Ever. Or I'll be pissed off." she grabbed a loaf of bread from a cabinet and threw it at Gabriel, "Go make yourself a sandwich."
Hunter shook her head, "I can't see anything. I'm blind," she explained
He jumped, but caught it, "Alright then, Spicy," he commented back with a nickname.
"Marya." she corrected, before heading back towards her room.
"Mary," he replied, picking out the butt of the loaf and cewing on it.
"Marya."
"That makes more sense, try these," I said handing Hunter the goggles. "They'll let you see while you wear them."
He rested back in his chair, quieting to stuff himself with bread.
Hunter raised an eyebrow, "I doubt that," she put on the goggles, and as she assumed, they didn't work. She handed the goggles back to Kineses, "They don't work, but don't worry about me, I manage."
Marya smiled and opened the door to her room, hit with nostalgia. Felix. Why? She caressed her locket.
To Marya, with love.
"You have to turn them on, logic."
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