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"It doesn't feel that dark for me." She admitted, squinting her eyes as she stared down the giant D and willed herself to focus. "When the light was on, it hurt really bad. It was too bright. This feels like there's enough light, my eyes are just all fuzzy. Like they're refusing to focus." She sighed with exasperation, and dropped off of her toes, bumping her nose against his as she came down from her perch. She snorted at the poke, and then reached up to lift the cap just enough to give her the chance to rest her forehead against his.

"Whatever. It's better than it was a few minutes ago. I'm not going to complain." She was vibrating with excitement, and her breath came in short, shallow little puffs. She was definitely not complaining.

"You know, for a second, before it happened." Her voice had gone soft when she started, but she relented the thought several seconds too late, and a wistful smile kissed her lips. "Nevermind."

Maebe breathed out a sigh of relief, and felt it bounce back at her after it hit his face. "Of course I want your onion rings. I want all of your onion rings. Forever."

She laughed in a way that signified she was only half-joking, and then batted his hat down until it hid his eyes and turned back to the table. The table, which she saw this time, even if it was just a rectangle of brown. She reached out and searched for her burger, sinking her hands into it messily again and cursing under her breath. But it still got brought up to her lips, and this time, she actually took a bite. That's how hungry she was.

"I mean, I probably won't eat them." She admitted, through her mouth. "But you asked if I wanted them. You know me. Always wanting things I shouldn't."

"Onions." She lied, having no real idea what kind of food helps eyes. "Definitely onions."

She listened to him for once, shifting down to the floor and sitting indian style while eating her burger. It was a rare day when Maebe ate her whole meal, but there was real progress being made on the burger. It might have been the fact that she was starving beforehand, or the thrill of her eyesight returning that had her appetite so willing. Whatever the reason, Maebe had finished half her burger before she spoke again.

"You know what else has protein?"

Just keeping eating your burger, Maebe.

Maebe shoved the burger hard into her mouth to muffle the giggles and, inevitably, the answer. Dawson was just too easy, and she would never cease to take the chance at a joke when it was laid out for her.

But there was no burger to stop her hands from making a lewd gesture, indicating the type of activity that would create protein rich fluids. A few quick jerks, and she was howling through a muffled mouth.

She swallowed the abnormally sized bite she'd taken to silence herself, and all bets were off.

"Does that mean I spew healthy protein when you turn me on? Holy s**t! Let's find out!"

This was her favorite game. The sound of Dawson sputtering was like music to her ears. She giggled, unable to finish her burger for fear of missing a single second of this moment. She placed it down on the paper, wrapped it up, and put it back on the desk.

"You're right!" She whined out, hopping up to her knees and shuffling awkwardly over until she could hug his legs. "I need to be saved. Save me, Dawson."

"Uh." How did she know what was required in order to be saved? He was the religious one. "What does saving usually entail in the church? Do I need to get dunked in the river? Don't dunk me in a river."

She tried to remember every cliche about being saved. Did he have to throw holy water on her? No, that was if she had a demon inside of-

Well..

"You're supposed to be the expert here, I'm the sinner!"

She sat back on her haunches, and just listened to him. His over-exaggerated preacher voice was absolutely ridiculous, and her smile cocked helplessly in one direction, along with just one eyebrow. She wanted to believe this was experience that he was making fun of, but when he asked her the real question, she let out a soft oh.

Because somewhere, deep down, there was an actual response. There was a real answer, and it bubbled out of her without her expecting to take any of this seriously. It startled her into submission for a moment, and she hummed with thought as it settled in her mind.

Then she leaned forward, set her arms on his knee, and folded them. Her head rested sideways against her arms, leaning against him comfortably. It was dumb to ruin such a fun game for the truth. She'd be angry at herself for it later.

"Yes." She answered truthfully, and fell silent for several long, thoughtful seconds.

"But only if it's by you."