He could mention how cuddly she got, the little things she said when he was holding her, but perhaps that's best forgotten by both of them. He shakes his head with a smirk.
"Well I have to go to work," he says, a bit awkwardly, "tell Isaac hello for me, when you go kill him."
"Benedict sends his regards," she jokes, finally finding a cup and blowing into it to clean out any dust or cat hair or spiders. You know, normal things to find in a cup.
"Thanks for...you know. Lookin' out for me I guess."
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"Well I have to go to work," he says, a bit awkwardly, "tell Isaac hello for me, when you go kill him."
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"Thanks for...you know. Lookin' out for me I guess."
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"It's nothing," he says, dismissing it with a wave of his hand, "don't worry about it."
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"Okay then," she says, raising the second drink. "I guess I won't."
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