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Meni rolls her eyes for a few moments whilst he looks away, before skipping forward to Cang, she reaches into the bucket and pulls out a rag, however much she wanted to slap him across the face with it, she feigns her ability to work alongside him. “It’s a shame … really, I guess the quicker I can leave and collect the parcel, the quicker I can come back and we can spend some more time together.”
“...if that is something you want.” He’s not going to argue, even though he finds it strange that not moments ago she was practically begging to get away. Her presence, so feminine and bright, he is not opposed to being near to it. “You didn’t really answer my question.” He grips the wet rag and turns it, wringing out the excess water, trying not to spill any on either of them, and he absently rubs one corner of it on the wall. “What is the parcel?”
