Hey. [ He protests blurrily, but it doesn't make it past that. Kenzi crawls between them and Jesse huffs out an indignant noise before wrapping his arm around Kenzi's waist and pressing his face into her hair. She's smaller, softer, more cushioned than Galen, and Jesse sighs in content, a dog finding its place. ] And if we did we're takin' you with us, so. [ He mumbles, grabbing for Galen as well. ] Shut th-fuck up n go t'sleep.
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