[Good, she thinks, and is surprised for thinking it, her eyes casting downwards as she thinks. She doesn't want what Tiffany feels for her to go away. She wants to keep it forever and always, selfishly hoarding it close so that no one else can have it or see it. It belongs to her now. She never wants to give it up.]
[But a deal is a deal, she thinks, and so she looks up at Tiffany with a hesitant expression.]
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[But a deal is a deal, she thinks, and so she looks up at Tiffany with a hesitant expression.]
Can I ask you something?