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"Nice to know you care, fair lady..." Galein whispered in reply, and found himself smiling - and chewing - at her command. Muttering to himself, Galein finished the apple, and then a grin spread across his features. Kicking back, he assumed a lordly pose, (think one of those Renascence(sp?) greek paintings with the grapes and the women feeding them to the guy) and asked sweetly, "What else shall you force me to eat, sweet Jena?" It was obvious he was teasing and getting back at her... at least he was able to joke around, even if it was a little bit.
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