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Sylvi settles in very thoroughly. She makes a point of going out on her wooden horse and wandering the city every day or two, even if she has no specific errand to run (although she does also place orders for lenses and very fine-tipped pens and new notebooks). She hugs Avedan when he has bad dreams and he hugs her when she does, if they successfully wake one another despite the long pillow between them on the bed. And she plows through piles and piles of old notes, and condenses her childhood for inclusion in the same library for future 'bels.

As of this moment she is up to her specialization in shines. Write write write.
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Avedan - thinks. And does some math, and plans, and then, as if at random - he goes to find Sylvi.

"Sylvi?" he asks.
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"Hmm?" she asks, looking up at him.

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He - fidgets. A bit.

"Er - are you busy? Can I um - borrow you, for a little while?"
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"Not especially busy, what do you need?"

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"I er. Don't technically need anything -" Fidget, fidget.

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"What do you want, then?"

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"Well. It's. Um."

He sighs, mutters something about, 'Being briefly terrible at words' and then heads over to her, leans down for the proper (if slightly awkward) angle and kisses her.
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Mmmkiss! Sylvi is only a little surprised.

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Oh, good! Only a little surprised is good. Probably. As long as she wants to kiss him. She wants to kiss him, right, this isn't -

Avedan. Avedan, shut up, she's married you three times now, and she's kissing you back.

He realizes this fact, and promptly tells his head to shut up so he can just focus on kissing.
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Sylvi is indeed showing all the signs of being someone who wants to kiss him. And of having married him three times now, albeit remembering only a fraction of the involved kissing.

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Hurray! All of those are good things. As are kisses. Mmmmkisses.

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Mmmmmmmmmmkisses.

Eventually:

"I would forgive the linguistic lapse if you claimed to need kisses."
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"Technically," he corrects, "I don't need them. Just - want them. A lot."

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"Ooh, a lot." She stands up so the angle's less awkward and kisses him again.

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He makes a little sound in his throat, and happily goes back to kissing her. Turns out - practice from past lives is useful in this sort of situation.

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It is! Aren't they lucky!

And a bit later on:

"Do you by any chance have a forecast for when you will want things that are not solely kisses?"
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"I feel like the pillow has been silly for a long time now," snorts Avedan. "And. I'm - nnnot sure?"

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"We can dispense with the pillow. And wait for you to be sure, elsewise."

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"Okay." Kiss. "Thank you."

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"I'm so magnanimous. No self-interest here, not me."

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"Not even a little? Aw, I'm disappointed."

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"I am one hundred percent unadulterated altrusim."

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"Are you? That sounds dangerous, how do you fit it all in there?"

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"Lots of surface area. Like Charp."

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"I see. That makes sense."

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