[ He tucks himself up at her side, curled there to completely ruin her hopes of embroidering the coat any further for as long as Fjord is her personal barnacle, hiding his face and with arms around her. ]
Tell me what you want to do when we go home. All the things.
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[ He tucks himself up at her side, curled there to completely ruin her hopes of embroidering the coat any further for as long as Fjord is her personal barnacle, hiding his face and with arms around her. ]
Tell me what you want to do when we go home. All the things.