"Like you'd ever give up the car keys," Damon retorted with a roll of his eyes. Really--he was touched and warm and fuzzy Ric cared, but he wasn't going to say it.
"No problem." Another little shrug, then a question. "Is there more food?"
Her body had just gone through hell and repaired itself--she was starving.
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Date: 2013-07-05 02:23 am (UTC)"Like you'd ever give up the car keys," Damon retorted with a roll of his eyes. Really--he was touched and warm and fuzzy Ric cared, but he wasn't going to say it.
"No problem." Another little shrug, then a question. "Is there more food?"
Her body had just gone through hell and repaired itself--she was starving.