[ Aw. She'd actually forgotten Martin hadn't thanked her completely yet, and hadn't really cared. It'd just been nice to see him enjoying something. It's still a new feeling, but she's growing to consider it something to work for. ]
I thought you'd like it. And- don't worry about getting me anything. You're not old enough to be stressing about that shit yet.
[ He's not old enough to be stressing about much of anything. That said...she turns, glancing at the clock over the stove. ] I should also probably sleep, huh.
No, he wouldn't. [ Cassandra rolls her eyes, but affectionately, if that's possible. He wouldn't, would he. They might as well get in bed just to avoid Rex's angry stare.
So she waves him off, trying to figure out how she could even get to sleep after all that. Whatever. It's worthwhile. ]
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I thought you'd like it. And- don't worry about getting me anything. You're not old enough to be stressing about that shit yet.
[ He's not old enough to be stressing about much of anything. That said...she turns, glancing at the clock over the stove. ] I should also probably sleep, huh.
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peeking back over his shoulder:] Goodnight, Cassandra.
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So she waves him off, trying to figure out how she could even get to sleep after all that. Whatever. It's worthwhile. ]
Goodnight, Martin.