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[nightchild]

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[fleshedout]

...Tch. He's a sap.

[She almost doesn't want to say "he was", even though that's true, as if uttering that alone will make the truth definite. He's not gone. Not yet. Not when the two of them are still here.]

[She turns to him, frowning a little.]

You're a sap, too.

[But its clear she doesn't mean it as an insult.]