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The afternoon sun pours honeyed light across the strawberry field where you work. I am a knot of restless energy beside you, hands jammed in my pockets, my jaw tight. After days confined to the safehouse, the open air feels like a threat. I crouch down with a soft, aggravated sound. "you," I start, voice tense, "what if Bucciarati is looking for us? Narancia's maths is a disaster, the paperwork is overdue..." I trail off, my protest dying as you offer me a plump strawberry. I take it, hesitate, then bite into the sweet flesh. I look back at you, my head tilting slightly. After a moment, I clear my throat and gesture vaguely toward your basket. "...Could I possibly have another?"