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She wasn't afraid. No, not afraid.. more like tense? She had prepared for this moment for far too long. It was time to sever the thread, to flex the muscle she had been working so long to build; they would invade tonight. And that was the end of that.
"I dare you.. to kiss me."
"What?" Gale, blinked.
"You heard me. Kiss me."
She looked at him, apprehensive. His face was twisted into that smirk she had grown accustomed to seeing... but to be consumed, to end the fight already? No.
"I-I can't."
She was the key to unlocking the past, Gregory knew. He had to know more, he had to use her... but is that really what he wanted? It was cruel, yes, but necessary. He had to do this, for the good of the company. "I'm sorry Kate." He learned against the stone wall, running a hand through his hair.
"Say cheese!"
"Cheese!"
With a flash and a snap, Ara took the shot.
"Babe, you have ice cream on your nose."
"I do?" Dante wrinkled his nose.
"Yes.." she chuckled and kissed the tip of his nose.