Desiree happily munched on a second cupcake as she watched Rhyderi remove the stitches from his arm. She was used to this sort of thing since her father was a military man. In fact, he had instructed her on how to stitch people up while she was his caretaker. So, this sort of activity was rather normal and had no excitement to her.
Still, she chuckled when Kalysto turned to nudge her before she took a small bit of her cupcake and pressed it against Kalysto’s mouth. “Yes, yes. I know. You are rotten to the core and are going to hell.”
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Jenna hummed at Sephiroth’s suggestion. “Yes, but if I go to sleep, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the definition of your muscles quite so much.”