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He squeezes his eyes shut. "You have no idea..."
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"That’s.... okay I've seen some pretty horrifying stuff. I've been stuck on the Dreadnaught 15 years before, and wizards purposely taunted me, gave me nightmares that would've droven in their right mind insane, but you have it worse. That's impossible. Unless the wizards are purposely doing this to make our lives more miserable."
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"You 'avent seen the stuff I've been through. You barely saw one glimpse." He mutters.
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"One glimpse?!? How are you still sane?"
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"Who says I am?" He asks.
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"I'm sorry... did I cross the line?" She asked, tears in her eyes.
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He shakes his head. "No... You would 'ave found out eventually."
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"I'm sorry, Fionn..." Sarah cried.
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He holds her close, gently stroking her hair. "You 'ave nothing to apologize for."
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"Finny, I'm afraid..." She stutters.
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"Why? What are you afraid of?" He asks, brow furrowed.
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"Losing you," She said.
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"Then don' be. I ain't goin anywhere. Ever." He tells her, kissing the top of her head.
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"The grief would kill me if you did," She said in a grim tone.
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"Well I ain't leavin, so there's no need ta worry 'bout it. I wouldn't survive losing you either, Sarah." He replies.
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She grabs his hand gently.
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He gives her hand a gentle squeeze, smiling a little bit.
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She smiles too.
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Fionn leans in for a kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as he does so.
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She shuts her eyes at she kisses him.
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His arms snake around her to pull her close as they kiss.
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She pulls back from the kiss. Her eyes had turned purple with fear.
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Fionn looks at her. "What's wrong?"
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"I just have a weird feeling that I'm about to lose you..."
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"Sarah, I swear you ain't going ta lose me." He tells her.