[A muggy, humid dusk has fallen over this courtyard; it's the kind of humidity that makes the clothes stick to your skin and your hair cling to your neck. It won't last much longer, though: there are storm clouds in the sky, gathering for a nighttime downpour, and thunder rolling in the distance. It's only a matter of time until the sky breaks open
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[Reaches down with a slight struggle and picks up the wine glass. Holding it up? I'll trade you the glass for your answer.]
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[Raises an eyebrow at that. She confuses him. Confuses him a lot. He's holding his answer for now.] I would hope you would have brought two of those.
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[Why confusing? Or is this one of those ingrained I'm-a-woman-so-I-must-have-an-ulterior-motive things?] ... didn't I just tell you that I can't have any of it?
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[Surprisingly it is more of he has never met a friendly Kanda besides the personification of Dreams. And he doesn't count.] You did. But if you follow everything you can't do, I'm afraid you'll have a long and boring life.
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[She sighs, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and holding her hand out. Give me your hand.]
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[Tugs him closer, enough to lay his hand flat against her stomach. Give it a moment... ah, there! A little kick. She releases his hand, allowing him to take his own hand back if he wants, and crosses her arms. Can't get much plainer than that.]
[In other words; no wine. Period.]
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... This explains nothing, I'll have you know.
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[She refuses to say it out loud; sorry.]
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[He's forgotten all about the wine.]
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...."as well"?
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[He had guessed she already had another child with her. His deduction skills at putting two and two together are rather slow as of late.]
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