[ She winces a bit, palm extended. They were on the same page-- finally. All of this being nice shit was beneath her. Once the gem is back in her hand, she tries to wrench her arm away. ]
Mm-hmm. I'm glad you understand perfectly.
[ Her gem turns back into her barrette, clipping right into her hair. ]
You know where I am, and my number's never changed. And don't worry... I'm not going to run. Take good care of me, okay? ♪
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Mm-hmm. I'm glad you understand perfectly.
[ Her gem turns back into her barrette, clipping right into her hair. ]
You know where I am, and my number's never changed. And don't worry... I'm not going to run. Take good care of me, okay? ♪