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"Absolutely." He sat down on the loveseat looking couch where she had been. "I find it much better than watching adults. Especially the dying ones. These are much cuter." He put an elbow on the windowframe and stared in, hopeful that they all were safe and healthy.
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"They are cute, in a weird way. They sort of look like aliens to me, theyre just so strange, and small. It's sad to think about how fast they might be someone we have to deal with." She mused, settling down beside him. "Sorry to get all thought provoking and such. How goes angel life?" Edited at July 10, 2023 09:11 PM by Widow Valley Farms
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He tilted his head and nodded kinda. "They are pretty much aliens, they know nothing." He said calmly, then looked to his side at her. "A little diciplinary because of someone, thou shalt not be named, but fine." He clenched his jaw, but added. "How goes it on your end?"
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"About the same way." Trix huffed. "Also, random subject change, but did you have any siblings? When you were alive?" She asked curiously. The question had been bugging her for a bit, for some reason.
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He tipped his head at her question. "One. Amelia, my younger sister." He bit his cheek at her question. "Why do you ask?" He sat up slightly. Watching the expression on her face.
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"I was just curious, no need to be so alerted." She smiled. "Anyhow, do you want to go for a walk or continue to interrogate me for asking polite background questions?" She asked, standing and putting her hands on her hips.
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"Usually someone has a reason for asking something.." He said defensively, but civilly. He stood up. "Why not take a stroll? I can interrogate you on a walk too." He smiled for a moment and dropped it.
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"Well then; lead the way, Suspicious Old Man in Chief." She teased, walking with him. "Since apparently I am determined to end you with my questions, why don't you shoot some questions at me?" Edited at July 10, 2023 10:37 PM by Widow Valley Farms
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He went left, the opposite way he'd come from. "Well then. Where are you from?" He made his wings disappear. At the moment he had no want for them.
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"Virginia. Farm country, loved it with all my heart. Still do." She smiled at the thought, tucking her wings and vanishing them as she saw him do so.
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