I have no idea what she's talking about, but she looks so miserable that my heart hurts. I move to the bed and slide over to the other side of her, spooning her smaller body with my bigger one. My tail wraps around her leg and I slide my arm around her. She pushes back against me, tucking herself even closer, and I press a kiss to the side of her face. How many times did we curl up like this on the Star, doing nothing at all? We'd talk for hours. We'd share stories. We'd kiss. We may not be on the Star anymore, but as far as I'm concerned, nothing's changed. I brush her hair back from her face
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