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/You're very welcome./

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I’ll be sure to keep an eye on him.

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/As you've said.

This kinda feels like a I don't want to hang up the phone type situation, but I kinda ran out of shit to say./

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Gonna miss me?

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/I might. What do you think?/

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I think I can squeeze in one more goodbye before saddling up.

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/Aha, you wanna kiss meeeeee./

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You don't want me to?

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/Much to the contrary./

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Guess I should then, huh?

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/Actually, you must./

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Where you thinking for this?

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/I'm not picky./

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In person or like this?

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/It's up to you. I'm at the Kwik Trip, getting stuff to bring home./

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( He leaves if at that and makes his way to where she is. Doesn’t take too long for him since he can fly and all with being the telepath/telekinetic combo, so. It’s no more than a couple minutes before he’s tapping down outside the kwik trip, dressed in a leather jacket this time, white t-shirt underneath. Hands sliding into his jean pockets, he looks around the old fashioned way for her - without his mind - and, when he spots her, he smiles as he heads his way over. Dumb little smile on his face. )

Snack run for the day?

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(She's still dressed the same way, she just hasn't gone home from her little training session with Scott. Who the fuck trains a boy with lasers with those heels? Sophie Cuckoo.

Her eyes sparkle a little bit, an index finger moving to trace the smile as she mirrors it.)

Someone has to keep that pantry stocked.

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( Arm gentle in the way it wraps around her back, eyebrows raise then as he looks a little thoughtful. )

Was that… part of what we’re supposed to do there?

( Should he pick things up to take back, too? Even if he’s heading out with Scott soon. )

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I mean, I am. Food is not just going to magically appear, and I can't cook, so I gotta fend here.

(No complaints there, feel free to hold her in public, it's not forbidden.

But as for the cooking, last time, she almost burned their entire kitchen. She's trying to be mindful.)

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Yeah, I… definitely wouldn’t be much help in the kitchen.

( To say the least.

A tilt of his head, his arm slips away from her back and, instead, loosely drapes around her shoulder, nails gently biting into his thumb some as he takes a look at one of the shelves there in front of them. )

What does everyone usually like to eat?

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Great question. I just pick whatever looks the least horrible and I take it with me, if anyone wants anything different, they can come grab it too.

(Her hand settles on top of his, tiptoeing just slightly so she can press a kiss to his jaw.)

Want me to hide something there for you when you're back?

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( The kiss gets a smile to softly touch his lips and he looks to her with genuine curiosity then at her offer made. Blue eyes blinking, he touches at his chin in thought with his other hand. )

What would you recommend?

( Snacks and such a variety of them like this were… never a thing where he came from and given his situation back on Earth now and his moving around so much, he really just eats whatever. )

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(Cute. Well, considering Nate looked surprised at literally everything she ordered back at the bar, maybe something sweet this time around. So, she spins them to the other side, towards the bakery.

It's not the best one she has ever seen, naturally, but it's better than no bakery.)

Mmmm. Cinnarolls sounds pretty good right about now. Wanna try one?

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( Cinnarolls… no, he has no idea what those are, but. Might as well give them a go? Also, he trusts her not to lead him astray when it comes to food choices and fllavors here, so. Eyeing what she’s eyeing, he leans in a little, arm slipping away from her shoulder, to take a better look. Nope. Never seen those before. )

Sure. Sounds like it’s a sweet treat from the name?

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(Nate, darling, there's just so much you don't know and you're about to experience a whole new world. Her side slots onto his as she orders two of the treats, handing him one with a satisfied smile.

No idea if he will like it, though. Here goes nothing.)

Cheers?