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Anise and Tarakova continue to be adorable, like seriously
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"I'm very glad you think so." He kisses the corner of her mouth, leaving behind a smear of blood.

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"Ewww," she says, but with a giggle.

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He giggles back.

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"Sort of hard to imagine what you see in the stuff. I mean, I have some idea of the appeal of normal blood, but it's still weird to think of nuisance-fluid as appealing."

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"...nuisance-fluid," he giggles.

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"That's what it is when you spend six years trying to wash the stuff out of garments every month!"

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"I love you."

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"I love you. I'm glad the stuff's good for something, now."

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He laughs and snuggles her.

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"...I wish I was a masochist," she confesses. "I'm not. But--I can give you bruises, and I can give you this, and it's not everything I want to give you, when you're looking at me the way you do when I'm bruised or bleeding, but it's not nothing either."

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...he smiles. He hugs her. "I love you."

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"I love you." Snuggle.

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Mmmm. So cozy.

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So cozy!

Eventually she starts showing signs of abdominal discomfort again.

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More tummy rubs?

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Yes. Yes good. "I love you so much."

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"I love you too." Snuggle snuggle.

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Snuggle. "How did you learn to be so nice, here all alone..."

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"I have no idea but I'm glad I managed it."

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"Me too. It's wonderful. You're wonderful."

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"I love you. I love making you happy."

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"You're really good at it!"

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"I'm glad!"

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"Good." Snuggle. "...I assume you can get rid of the blood at some point, it's only going to get grosser as it gets older..."

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"Mm. Yeah."

Snuggle. There is the brief, odd-but-refreshing sensation of being suddenly made clean by magic.

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