[Does she ever think of some of the things she says? She means this in the most pure way possible. Probably........prob...ably...
ALSO BAD. Only she can pick on him, he can't pick on himself if it's going to make him puffy.]
Perhaps...I could still blame you. [She takes one of his hands and kisses his palm.] But I won't, since you handled every bit of that like a true hero. That was your first time riding!
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Mm. Sure, you can blame me instead. I'm a great scapegoat, remember?
[Self-deprecating...humor...]
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ALSO BAD. Only she can pick on him, he can't pick on himself if it's going to make him puffy.]
Perhaps...I could still blame you. [She takes one of his hands and kisses his palm.] But I won't, since you handled every bit of that like a true hero. That was your first time riding!
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[He stretches his arms over his head again, sliding off the bike.]
All right, so -- let's get started, then.