“right when we leave, huh? how romantic.” she chuckles, though she certainly wouldn’t complain about it. “if we’re going to go let me have some steak, then we gotta do some stuff you like too.”

     “what i’d like is a fight. a real one.” and of course he’d get it. ky always did get what he wanted – one way or another. that was a simple bit that never could be denied. “after that? well…we could have a relaxing evening where you fuss over all the wounds i receive.”

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