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She nodded. "I want one but we don't have to if... If you don't?" |
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"Kay, i've been wanting one for years but I-we were never safe." Gale explained |
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"we'll be safe here" she said quietly. "Close enough to the camp to have protection but far enough for privacy. And you and I both know we can fight" |
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"Hell yeah we can fight, and we will." He mused, pulling her up against him. |
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"Yup, but no naming it something stupid." Gale joked, laughing. |
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"aw, man" she said, playing along |
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"We should name it after something we like, like chicken or ale." He mused, looking up at the sky. |
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"Yeah. You've seen me at the tavern, I drank 8 cups of it and nothing happened until the morning after." He muttered, running a hand over his face. |
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