( There is nothing, no place on the Twins or anywhere that she'd rather be than in his arms. Wrapping her own around him, she hums -- as if it's a difficult decision to make. )
I suppose I do like you best, yes. Though we can't tell Torgal, he might take it the wrong way.
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[ Finally! He pulls her in all the way, wrapping his arms around her and placing his chin on the top of her head. ]
And that means you still like me best?
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I suppose I do like you best, yes. Though we can't tell Torgal, he might take it the wrong way.
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You're right. It'll be our little secret.