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Jellybean cracks up.

And then kisses him.
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Kisses! Yay! Partial confirmation of Grace's guess! Yay!

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Insofar as making out with Jellybean says anything about anyone's sexual orientation, yes indeed!

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As far as Cam knows, it's at least a hint!

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Anyways, kisses. Yes. Kisses on the Moon.

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And quality!

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And sugaryness!

But eventually: "I should probably be home before Renée is."
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"Okay," says Jellybean.

He retrieves his puffy-sleeved white blouse from the lunar surface and wriggles back into it.
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Cam shakes the dust off his shirt, puts it on, and attempts to convince his outfit and skin to shoo dust away.

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Jellybean just runs both hands through his hair and shakes himself out. His clothes become pristine; his skin remains covered in moondust.

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"I wish you'd say more of your spells so I could pick them up. I can't read your mind," mutters Cam, and he tries a new wording to get cleaned up.

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"If you want repeatable spells, try Tilly," he says. "If you just wanna clean up—"

He runs his hands familiarly over Cam's clothes, murmuring to them. The moondust departs.
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"Thanks," says Cam. "I don't suppose there's a locus on the moon."

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"Nope," says Jellybean. "Gotta do it the hard way."

He rubs his hands together and starts talking to empty air.
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Cam pats Grace, who is in his bag.

"Transcribing, not that it'll do all that much good," she says.
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Jellybean definitely has his own style of spellcasting.

It works fine, though. He ushers Cam through the gate as soon as he has it open, then unravels the lunar amenities on the other side and pulls the gate shut all with a flick of his hand.
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And here they are!

Renée is not home yet. Good, good.
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"Hi," says Matilda. "Did you have fun?"

"Lots," beams Jellybean.
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Cam nods. "I made a moondust angel," he adds innocently.

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Matilda giggles. "Is that what they're calling it these days."

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Cam snorts. He goes to check on the seedlings in the yard and take notes on their progress.

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They're all growing cheerfully enough, at ordinary rates for their respective species.

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Dangit, they were supposed to go faster. Oh well. Speed isn't as important as yield.

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And at least they're growing, which in this climate most of them ordinarily wouldn't be.

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