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Sage did think about Luke, and he offered her a small smile. "We'll raise them right. They'll be best friends, not anything else," he promised gently.
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Amira offered him a small smile, her mind still racing
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Sage settled down then, though eventually sighed. "I'm getting hungry...want anything specific for dinner?"
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"I'm not hungry, love" She muttered, closing her eyes
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Sage hummed softly and nodded, moving to sit up and peck her head. "I'll be right back then," he mused softly, heading for the kitchen
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Amira stayed where she was, waiting
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He grabbed some leftovers and heated them up before moving back to her
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When Sage came back, Amira smiled a small smile at him before curling up beside him
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Sage smiled back at her and sat down where she could curl up while he ate
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Amira closed her eyes, starting to fall asleep again
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