Blaine Pov

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"Savannah Lake?"

A young nurse in pink scrubs called from the door, and Savannah and I got up to follow her. The nerves were seriously apparent all over my face.

"Nervous?" The nurse asked me, and I think I smiled while I nodded.

She led us into a room, and I sat on a chair beside the bed, and Savannah got up onto the bed.

"Okay Hun, I’m just gonna get your vitals, and height and weight since you've never been here before." Savannah just agreed and nodded and half smiled at whatever the nurse said. I could tell that she was nervous too.

"Okay, your blood pressure is a bit low. Let's get your weight."

I was just watching closely, not knowing really what else to do. My eyes followed Savannah and I watched everything. "143. Okay perfect."

"What?" Savannah whispered extremely shocked.

Surely she knew she'd gained weight by now. I mean, she's not exactly 'not showing'. She's actually showing a lot. According to Kurt, she's showing a lot more than most grown women do at 20 weeks, and Sav is only at 18.

"I was 130 pounds at my last checkup..." She frowned.

"How long ago was that hun?"

She thought for a moment. "January... Never mind, I….. didn't think for a second."

"That’s still good for the doctor to know though. Weight gain during pregnancy is very important. It's good to keep track of it."

The nurse got her height, and her temperature, and after she sat back down, she took her blood pressure again. There was no change from the first time.

I wondered what that meant and whether or not to be worried.

I'd google it later. Unless the doctor tells us. Which she probably will.

I feel like I am thinking waaaaaay too much.

"Ok. There aren't many patients this afternoon, so the doctor should be in shortly."

She smiled at us and we smiled and murmured thanks before she closed the door and left the room.

Savannah let out a loud exhale, and it sounded like she had been holding it in a while.

"How're you feeling, are you ok?" I asked her, and she just nodded and stayed looking at her feet.

To tell the truth, I think she is making me more nervous. I really don't need to be doubly nervous for the both of us.

"Stop worrying. I am nervous enough on my own. I really don't want to carry yours too."

"I- I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be. I’m just worried. Wh... what if something is wrong? wh- what if I’m already messing up and I did something to hurt the baby? What i-"

"Stop." I told her lowering her hands that were moving rapidly in random gestures to go with her panicky words. "You are going to drive us BOTH crazy if you are worrying about all of the things that can go wrong. Just stop. I’m sure everything is fine."

She sighed, and nodded frantically. "You're right... you're right I just... I panicked a little."

Yeah. I got that, I wanted to say, but I didn't need to add that unnecessary sarcasm.

I sighed and sat back down in my chair.

I wish Kurt was here……………

After what seemed like a half an hour of silence, but in actuality was only about 10 minutes, the doctor came in.

"Hello! Savannah and Blaine right?"

Sav nodded shyly, and I spoke up for us. "Yeah. That's us."

"Okay. I’m doctor Bailey. It's nice to meet you both."

He shook both of our hands and we both said "you too" one after the other.

Dr. Bailey rolled up his spin chair and sat at the foot of the bed.

"Well I was just going over your chart Savannah, and I see you've a bit of low blood pressure. But, there is no need to worry. Lower blood pressure during pregnancy is normal. However, you should try to avoid getting up or moving too quickly or for long periods of time, and ask yourself if you have been getting enough fluids. You should be drinking lots of water."

I'll remember that. Her juice obsession really is ridiculous.

"Okay." Savannah said still sounding nervous.

"Also though, with low blood pressure, it makes you a bit susceptible to dizziness, more common in pregnant women. Tell me how you have been feeling."

Savannah clasped her hands together, and she started twiddling her fingers a little. I grabbed one of her hands, hoping to encourage her a little to talk.

She was still quiet.

"I-" I began for her. I mean we are in this together. "I know that she has been really sick. Like, more so than normal according to everyone we know who's had kids."

"Thanks." Savannah whispered to me, and I squeezed her hand.

"Well, it varies for everyone. Everyone is different. But let’s see here... you're 18 weeks?"

Savannah nodded. She was a bit mute. And I hope she breaks out of that because I can’t do all of the talking.

"Has the nausea stopped? Or are you still often nauseous? Because it’s normal for it to subside significantly at about the 12 week mark."

That really worried me.

"I've still been kind of nauseous, but not as bad as a month ago. Just in the morning now."

Thank god she opened her mouth.

"About how consistent?" the doc asked.

Savannah answered right away. "Every morning before and after breakfast."

The doctor was nodding now, looking back at Savannah's chart.

"Ok. We'll see in the ultrasound why that might be….. What else have you been feeling. Don't hold back hun. Pregnancy is really confusing sometimes. Especially for teens. But I’m here to answer any questions you may have, and help you with whatever you guys need."

He seemed like a really nice doctor. For what it's worth, I like him. But I guess its really a matter of whether or not Savannah likes him.

"Okay. Thanks. Um, so, I feel like I am gaining inches by the day, I’ve been really mood swingy, changing from giddy happy to cripplingly depressed in like a few minutes. It’s pretty frustrating."

I looked at my feet, the guilt coming again for getting her pregnant. She continued after the doctor said something that I wasn't really listening to. "I have had a few weird food cravings I guess."

"Like what?" Dr. Bailey and I surprised each other by saying it at the same time.

We smiled at each other, and Savannah even giggled.

"Eggs. I have always hated eggs with a passion. They've always made me gag, and this morning, my brother was eating them, and I stole some off of his plate and then ate a whole plate full of my own."

I smiled. Ok, if there was ever a question that this was my kid, the question is invalid now. I don't know if that's even how cravings or genetics or whatever works, but her wanting eggs all of a sudden, and my loving eggs, that can’t be a coincidence. I was smiling big. It’s funny.

Kurt told me once that Savannah's baby bump is adorable, proving it’s my baby. I thought he was being ridiculous but now... I feel just as silly.

"You like eggs don't you dad?" a voice said, and I realized that the doctor was addressing me.

That sounded really different being called dad... not good or bad I suppose, but different. I don't know if I am ready to accept that in my own words yet.

I just nodded though and kept the smile on my face.

"All righty. Let’s get an ultrasound done shall we? You two are a bit late coming in for one of these and I’ll need to get you started on a nice and good prenatal vitamin, hopefully one that'll make up for your lost months."

I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed with Savannah in that moment. She knew she was pregnant when she was only 4 weeks along. She could've gone to get prenatal vitamins without having a doctor. What if they didn't make up for lost months, and something is wrong with the baby?

Ok now I am the one panicking. And I’m reaching. I shouldn't be blaming Savannah for not getting vitamins. She was scared, probably didn't know anything about prenatal vitamins or anything like that. I wouldn't know anything about them if Kurt and I hadn't researched together this morning.

Or rather Kurt researched, and I attempted homework. But I’m always listening when he is rambling about whatever he’s reading.

I love to listen to him ramble.

Anyways, I need to pay attention because now I am thinking about Kurt’s eyes, and the way that Kurt’s lips look when he is talking to me, and how beautiful his voice is, and I am supposed to be here with Savannah right now.

"Are you guys ready to see your baby for the first time?"

"Yeah" Sav and I both said together, neither of us sounding excited, or bored. Just awed I think.

I took a deep breath.

"Are you ok?" Savannah asked me so quietly, I don't even think the doctor heard it.

"Yeah. Yeah I’m fine." I breathed out, and Savannah actually grabbed MY hand. No doubt feeling my intense nerves. The doctor was quiet, moving the scanner thing around, but I didn't see anything on the little screen in front of her yet.

Then, in a moment, I started to hear a faint, but rapid thumping sound.

"Hmm……" The doctor hummed listening very closely.

"Is that the-"

"The heartbeat?" Savannah finished the question, and she looked like her lips were upturned into a small smile.

The doctor nodded. "Mhhmm. That is actually two heartbeats."

I froze.

What?!

"Th-thats normal right? Mine and the babys'?" Savannah asked.

Oh please god let her say yes, that is hers and the baby's.

"In that case, including yours, there are 3 heartbeats. But two babies in there you guys."

I was frozen, and couldn't move.

Two babies?

Two babies...

"Excuse me?" I said breathily.

"Two heartbeats. Two babies. Let’s see." Dr. Bailey said pressing buttons now, and the screen blaring on.

I saw back and white.

I saw circles.

I saw what looked like bones.

I don't know what the hell I was seeing because my head was spinning.

Two babies?

"Ok, here is baby a. the one on the left, closest to the cervix is always baby a."

I tried to compose myself and focus my eyes on the screen. He was now putting a square around a...

A baby. That's when I saw it. It was a baby. With a beating heart, and a head, and a spine.

"There's its head, and spine" he commented, moving the arrow to everything she was describing "And here's its hands. And its feet."

I couldn't even bring myself to smile yet, though my brain was telling me to. My lips just stayed parted in surprise.

"Let’s zoom in over here on baby b." she moved the scepter around, and things rotated. She squared it again and showed us the same things.

Holy crap there are two babies in there.

My eyes are not deceiving me. I am looking directly at two separate small baby bodies, inside of Savannah's stomach.

"Oh my god." Savannah said, sounding much more panicked even than I was. "It’s... its twins?"

The doctor nodded and looked at the both of us. "This would definitely explain your prolonged morning sickness, and the fact that you have popped out quite a bit so soon."

Savannah and I didn't dare even look at each other yet. We just stared at the screen.

Shocked.

Baffled.

Flabbergasted!

How the hell did this happen?

And answering my unasked question the doctor asked, "Any history of twins in the family?"

Savannah shook her head, and I shook mine as well. "None in my family either."

The doctor continued to zoom and things.

"You guys seem quiet. Are you scared?"

"Terrified." I answered simply and quickly. "I was afraid of having one baby. Now there's two?"

"Well, technically, there has always been two, but you didn't know it." he said no doubt trying to lighten the tension in the room.

It wasn't working.

Savannah spoke next. "Twins..." she whispered, and I looked at her now. She had the same facial expression as me I think. Shock. Not a smile, but not a frown. Just... what looked like sheer terror.

"I wouldn't panic you two. I think I remember you said you've decided to keep the baby?"

Savannah sniffed. "yes." she cried. A tear rolling down her cheek now, and I snapped into 'be a man' mode. I don't know how long it'll last though.

I wiped her tear, and the doctor put the sensor down for a minute. He turned to us.

"It's pretty scary to learn isn't it?"

We both nodded, and I think I felt guilty. Aren't people supposed to be happy seeing their baby for the first time? Be excited and wanting to get pictures, and things?

I'm already a bad dad.

"Can-" I surprised myself by talking. "Can we know what they are?" I asked. I know that knowing that might help me at least be able to smile. I want to, but I am too torn and shocked, and scared to get a real handle and grip on my emotions right now.

"Do you want to know the sex too?" Dr. Bailey asked Savannah, and she looked at me, and I nodded.

"Yeah. Yeah sure." she said, her voice ridding of tears.

The doc picked back up the thing and showed us Savannah's uterus again.

There both babies were.

Moving, hearts beating, and one on top of the other and somehow also behind it seemed.

"Thin membrane usually means identical, but it can trick you. Let’s see..." he zoomed in. "Baby a, is a boy."

I smiled.

Oh thank you, I actually smiled. Sav and I both wanted a girl to rub in my dad’s face, but if they're identical, it’s probably two boys.

But I still smiled, and I knew that I was okay with whatever they were. I looked at Savannah, and her smile was bigger than mine, but still scared.

"And, baby b... come on you, turn just a little bit…."

He was rotating them and I was really nervous. "Okay, this one is definitely a girl. Clearly a girl. Got her legs wide open."

I chuckled! That sounds so wrong in a way, but it’s cute and funny too.

"A girl." Savannah breathed and she was still smiling, but looked at me now. "Blaine. A girl."

We were both surely thinking the same thing.

Suck it!, dad.

"Could, could we maybe get a picture of that clearness of it being a girl?"

Dr. Bailey smirked.

"Bet?"

I shook my head, "No. my family hasn't had a girl in just about 20 years. My dad said he’s 100 percent sure it'd be a boy."

Savannah wiped her eyes, seeming to be done crying, and she was just smiling now, though her eyes looked frightened even as she stared at the screen.

"Well he’s 100 percent right. There's a boy and a girl. I guess nobody thought it could be twins huh?"

"Apparently not."

The doctor got us a stream of pictures each, 3 on each stream, with different angles. We got a single showing both babies for Savannah, a single one of baby a, and a single of 'baby b' showing off our, 'girl'.

The doctor gave us so much information, I walked out of there thinking that my head was going to explode!

How was that only a 45 minute appointment?

I don't know what to feel...

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My mind had been racing over that appointment over and over on the entire drive back to Lima. We were only 45 minutes away from Lima, but still, the car ride was silent leaving me to my racing, mixed, terrified, happy, stressful thoughts.

I'm sure Savannah was feeling the same.

The exact same actually judging by her facials that are matching mine exactly right now.

I was parked in the back of Mckinley high schools parking lot, and its going on 3 pm. Savannah had glee practice and she couldn't afford to miss anymore rehearsals. Unlike the warblers, they had Nationals.

"Where's your head?" Savannah asked, breaking the very eerie, and silent silence.

A deep exhale erupted from my chest, and I thought for a moment. I don't want to tell her what I am really feeling.

But I don't want to lie to her either. But if she knows what’s in my head, it might upset her...

I have to get over it though. I asked her to be honest with me, and I have to do the same.

"...What the hell are we going to do Savannah?"

She looked into her lap. Or maybe she was looking at her stomach.

She swallowed.

"I- I can talk to my dad. Maybe I can try to get a job or something too, and make money so that we are both making money, and then it won't be so overwhelming." she said, but she was using a questioning tone.

My dad would never go for that. Especially after he finds out that it’s... Its twins. And everything that the doctor said about Savannah not overwhelming herself, or being too strenuous or on her feet too much as the months go on. My dad is big on the MAN being the one to work, and all of that traditionalist, centuries ago crap.

"No. You heard what the doctor said. You have to stay relaxed, and take it easy and everything."

"Yeah but not yet. I don't have to worry about any of that yet. I’m not even 6 months. I still have time to..." but she trailed off.

I know that she is just trying to reassure me.

"Do you want to….. Maybe... Maybe we should rethink this..." She said almost too quietly to hear. I almost missed it.

"No, we, we agreed. You said that you wanted to keep the baby, and I agreed to go along with whatever you wanted to do. We already decided to keep it."

Savannah put a hand to her stomach and caressed it.

"Blaine, I know I said that. I do want to keep it… Them… But, when we agreed to keep the baby., we didn’t know there were two of them… There's two of them... Can we even take care of two babies?"

I scrunched my fingers in my curls and pulled a little. I do that too much when I’m stressed, and Kurt always berates me for it.

"I…. I want to do the right thing. I.. don't know how to do this! I don't want to give up my teenage years yet. I’m not ready. But-"

I just shook my head and rested my forehead on the steering wheel.

I have such a migraine. I turned my head to see her face. She was nodding her head, and I knew she agreed with me.

"But, I don't know if I want my kids being raised by strangers either…... I’m so confused. I've made such a freaking mess."

Savannah took her seat-belt off and shifted to turn to me. "We both made this mess Blaine. You have got to stop acting like you did this to me and I didn't agree to it or something. This is both of our faults."

I just shook my head. My dad drilled it into my head why this is my fault. I’m the guy. It was my responsibility to have put on protection. It was my fault for getting too drunk to not think about what I was doing. My fault.

"Knock it off!" Savannah reprimanded me taking my death grip out of my hair. "Just stop it! I know what your dad said. He’s wrong okay? I was willing to be with you at that party. I was turned on kissing you and hanging all over you all night same as you were with me. I could've told you to stop when you unbuttoned your jeans. I’m the one who started grabbing your shirt in the first place. We both made this mistake. So stop telling yourself that you did this!"

Wow, she's actually yelling at me. But I’m too defensive of a person for my own good, and I couldn't just drop it.

"I pulled my shirt off though. And I started putting my hands under your skirt, and I started everything."

"AND I LET YOU DO IT!" she shouted. I caught her eyes now. "And I liked it Blaine." I quickly looked at her. And she nodded. "Yeah. Is that what you needed to hear? I liked it. I didn’t once try to stop you."

I froze for a minute. And just blinked.

She's right.

If she would've stopped me, I would've stopped. Drunk or not.

I sighed loudly. "Ok. What do we do now?"

Sav just grabbed her purse and brought it to her lap. "First, I’ll go to glee, and you go to the Warblers. And then, we tell our parents tonight. We'll go from there. Maybe they'll have some advice."

My dad? Advice? Advice that’ll actually be helpful? Yeah, that'll happen.

Savannah laughed no doubt knowing due to the roll of my eyes what I was thinking.

"Ok, MY PARENTS will have some advice. And your mom might too... And Kurt..."

Kurt. I don't know how to tell Kurt. I wonder what he will think. I don't know if Savannah will tell him, or if she won't unless he asks. I guess it doesn't matter. He'd find out soon anyway.

"Okay. You're right. Let's try not to stress about this."

She agreed, and he leaned to hug me.

Man how I really needed a hug.

"At least we can be truly happy about one thing." she said over my shoulder before I released her.

"Hmm?"

Savannah looked down at her bump again. "Not only did you make 2 babies, but... One is a girl."

I smiled and looked at her stomach now too. She's right again.

Again, suck it dad!

She got out of the car, and shut the door. I rolled down the window when she turned to face me again.

"Go to glee. You need some harmonies and music to calm your nerves. Stop stressing."

She started walking towards the building and I nodded to myself.

I know how to de-stress. But it's not by going to Glee.

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Kurt pov

I'd been texting Blaine for the past hour, since I knew his appointment was over. I waited until 2:30 to start texting, and it's 3 now, and he still isn't responding.

But I know that he is driving, and I always yell at him for texting while driving, so i'll just wait until he texts me back. He should be back at school in a few hours.

"Hey Savannah?" I called, putting my phone aside while I wait. Seeing her in the hall at her locker, she was digging in her bag.

She smiled and turned to me and accepted my hug. I swear she clung to me tighter than she usually did just for our hello hugs.

Hmm…..

"How was the appointment?" I asked her, and I really hope I get details. I have been worrying ever since Blaine left my house this morning, seeming calm and collected. I wasn't convinced that he was really that composed about it though. He just didn't want to feel that vulnerable. "I want to know everything!"

"It was-"

But she was cut off.

"Hey fairy boy!" Azimio cackled pushing me roughly backward. Savannah was beside me though and she got the impact of the locker crash, as I fell against her, and she fell against the locker. It's after school, so the bully whips are no longer protecting the halls...

Great.

"What the hell Azimio?!" I yelled after him as he trotted past us. "Watch it! You can push me around whatever, but pay attention you moron! Not only is she a girl, but she's pregnant you ass-wipe!"
Azimio turned back and was laughing. "Oh I know she pregnant! Eeeeeverybody knows she pregnant! In fact, She's so huge, there's probably a whole nuther gay glee club in there! Haha!" Azimio cackled and hustled down the hall, high five-ing a few jocks on the way.
I turned to Sav who's back was still against the lockers, her eyes sad and downcast, and her hands at her sides.
"Are you ok?" I asked putting my hands in front of her stomach, but not touching it, just referring to it.
She nodded very slowly, and I saw her swallow.
"Are you sure? I-I can take u to the nurse?"
She just barely audibly mumbled, "I'm fine."
I hugged her. When she barely hugged back, I knew she wasn't really okay. "Savannah, come on, are you really ok?"
She looked around as the bell rang and the halls were now empty.

She nodded frantically. "Yeah. I’m okay. Let’s-let’s go to glee."

She started walking to the choir room robotically, and she didn't even close her locker.

I closed it for her, and followed after her.

I'll try and pry during rehearsal if she still seems weird.

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Rehearsal went pretty smoothly. Everyone was pumped for Nationals next weekend and we all were so ready to rip vocal adrenaline a new one.

Savannah and I practiced our duet, and sounded perfect! We are so gonna win this, but she seemed very robotic throughout the whole 2 hours. Like she is running on autopilot.

Blaine still hadn't texted me back.

Once rehearsal was over, I couldn't handle the tension anymore.

"Ok Savvy. Enough! Spill. What is wrong? Are you sure you're okay?"

She grabbed my hand, and pulled me aside to the little square in the wall near the water fountains.
"Kurt..." She choked out, and I was freaking out with what could be wrong. She’s really choked up. "Azimio was right... About me being big enough for...We..."

I raised my eyebrow. Where the heck was she going with this?

"There are two babies Kurt."

My eyes went wide.

Holy crap they are having twins?

My lips parted and all I thought of now...Oh god, Blaine...

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I raced to Westerville, despite my lack of permission to go. I don't really care right now. My dad can ground me later. I know that Blaine is stressed out. I know exactly where he is, and I know exactly why he isn't answering me.

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All knowing point of view

Kurt walked into the locker room at Dalton and it was completely empty. Save for the soft grunts, deep breathing, and sounds of fists hitting a punching bag.

Kurt knew he'd be here.

"Is this some kind of punishment?" He said, talking to any god who was listening.

"I said I’m sorry." He continued, and his voice was a bit cracked.

Blaine was punching the bag angrily, and repeatedly! He was angry at himself. Just needing to hurt something!
Stressing, big time.

He is swinging at it with so much force that it’s swinging rapidly back and forth, and all of his anger is being pushed from his fists, into that bag.

"Blaine..." Kurt called from the lockers around the corner from the boxing mats.
Blaine heard him, but doesn't respond. He just kept punching.

Kurt walked to the edge of the mats revealing himself to his boyfriend now. He saw him fighting. His hair completely sweaty and gel free. Massively curly, and completely sticking to his head and face as he landed blow after blow on the red heavy sac.
Without gloves on.

His fists and knuckles are bleeding, Kurt notices.
"Blaine, stop it! What are you doing?! Where are your gloves?"
"I don't need them" Blaine panted out, not even looking at Kurt, and just continuing to punch. Kurt walked onto the mat.
"Savannah told me Blaine. We were getting crap from some stupid jocks in the halls today. Azimio called her big enough to be pregnant with a whole glee club. She was really quiet all through rehearsal after that, and after glee, she told me. "

Blaine kept punching. Kurt’s words only honestly making him angrier, knowing that his boyfriend and best friend are being bullied because of him.

"I rushed right over here to see if you were okay." Kurt continued.

"...and I see you're not. Blaine stop..."
Blaine just couldn't stop though. He didn't want to. He wanted to beat this bag until it fell apart, and his fists were more than willing to comply with his mind race.
"Baby……... Stop." Kurt said again as he stilled the bag himself.

Blaine dropped his hands. He would never continue to hit it if Kurt was behind it.
As he backed away from the punching bag, his shoulders slumped, and he backed into the wall, and slid down it, to the floor. Kurt followed and crouched in front of him.

"Blaine."

"What the hell are we gonna do Kurt...I.. I’m .. I still am t-terrified of keeping one b-baby... 2? I d-don't- don't-"
"Shh...Calm down Blaine. It's alright." Kurt shushed him and picked up his hands.
A tear rolled down Blaine's cheek.
"I- I’m already working my ass off trying to find a job that pays more than minimum wage. My dad is constantly hassling me about being a man. I feel like I am not spending nearly enough time with you. It's killing me Kurt…… Everything, I-... I don't know what the hell I am doing."

"Blaine. You are strong, and you're gonna be ok. I’m here for you. I swear it’s going to be ok..."
Being here and vulnerable with his boyfriend Blaine was letting dam break as a few tears fell from his eyes. "Come on, let me clean your hands."

Kurt helped him get up, and cleaned his cuts softly.
"Kurt..." Blaine said when Kurt was drying their hands under the same towel.
Blaine kissed his lips tenderly, and Kurt put the cloth behind them on the side of the sink.
Kurt grabbed Blaine's face and as their lips parted, and their eyes met, Blaine kissed Kurt again. This time needy and lust filled.

I need you Kurt..." Blaine said now, with them making out and his hands scrunched in Kurt’s brown locks.

Blaine's hands had a nice grip on Kurt's lower back.

"Blaine wait, I-" Kurt panted. "I don't want to get all sweaty."

Blaine bit his lip in thought, and backed away from Kurt a bit. "Then shower with me."

Kurt's mouth opened, a bit shocked by the request, but his eyes gazed at Blaine's full lips, then back up to his eyes.

Those perfect amber orbs, brown right around the irises, and forest green surrounding them.

He bit his lip, suddenly feeling more eager than surprised. "Okay."

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