Michael smiled sheepishly as he made sure she was steady on her feet. "I couldn't agree more."
A deep breath. "Again, the last thing I want is to rush or to presume. But I really like you, Sydney, and I think we could possibly make something work here." Another sheepish smile. "You know, somewhere pencilled in between the currency exchange and protecting earth and gods from each other."
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