She waved off the idea of heartburn. She had a cast iron stomach. Normally. And she'd only gotten sick once since they left, so that should pass soon. The rice got set aside, but she took the bread happily, chewing on a big bite of it.
"You'd better." She grinned. "Frequently. In private."
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Date: 2014-07-24 04:29 am (UTC)"You'd better." She grinned. "Frequently. In private."