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here "Wait, hold on." Matt finds her hand across the table and brings it closer to his nose, concentrating. "Flowers -- rose, definitely. Jasmine? I haven't studied too many flowers, maybe I should work on that. And then fruit, underneath that. Citrus and strawberry. Vanilla."
He keeps hold of her hand, rubbing his thumb over her palm. Quiet and thoughtful. "Fisk is where he needs to be. I'm hoping that means I get a vacation, but I'm not holding my breath."