She smiled at him and nodded at his last remark. Sh strutted along side him, being not quite distracted enough by Dexter to ignore all the dirt on the ground. Gah, force of habit, she grumbled. She felt safer now with him. She wanted to be near him. It was probably just her habit of extremely loving everyone (unless, of course, they make her sick). For some reason, this felt different. For the first time since losing her memory, she found someone to relate to! Ah, great joy bestows upon my heart, she attempted to be poetic...
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