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He blinks, opening his arms as she leans into his chest. He set a hand on her back and rubs it gently before offering her a smile. [color=7bcdc8]"It might be noisy living with me. You'll be subjected to a lot of online scrutiny and lots of questions asking if you're my mate and all that nonsense." [/color]His smile fell, his other hand moving to her head. [color=7bcdc8]"And Beowulf might come for you again.."[/color]