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[the_lure]

With the island completely transformed yet again, at this point there's not much Stacie wants more than to get back to the hut, as different as it looks. Still, she's said she'll wait in the kitchen so they can head back together, and that's where she is, more relaxed than usual now that the room is just about empty. The pot of coffee she put on

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[feedthegreed]

I look up all quicklike and frown. "No, Stace, I am not alright."

[the_lure]

Stacie's frown only deepens at that, and she sighs, high heels clicking against the floor as she stands up. "Well, what's wrong, then?" she asks expectantly. "Come here and sit down, or something. We could head back now, if you'd rather."

[feedthegreed]

"Frankly, m'not sure I want to go back to the hut," I say fixin' Stace a sarcastic sort o' smile as I shake me head no at the offer to sit down. Bit too jumpy for that, just yet.

[the_lure]

"You're serious," she says softly, more to herself than anything else. There's only one reason she can think of for him to say that, and the idea is unnerving, even -- especially -- after what happened on Valentine's Day; she has to ask, though, and so she stays still, eyes on the floor between them. "Is this...is this about us?"