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[rule_britannia]

And to all naysayers, I say... stick that in your pipe and sodding smoke it.

Somebody pinch me.

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[rule_britannia]

I am not a-- Come here.

[He twists slightly in his chair and grabs her up in a hug. It's not something he does often, not like this, but he's still riding high on his success]

[nomorals]

Haha-- hey!

[Truthfully she probably pinched harder than she meant to, given her strength, but she just grins and places her hands on his shoulders despite her protests, letting him grab her for a hug.]

[rule_britannia]

[He doesn't keep hold of her for too long, grinning crookedly as he lets go of her]

I'm going to bruise, you know, and it'll be your fault.

[nomorals]

[She gives him a light punch in the shoulder. As light as she can make it anyway.]

It's not my fault you have delicate skin.

[rule_britannia]

I don't have delicate skin, you're just unnaturally strong.

[He rubs his shoulder lightly. It didn't really hurt, but might as well make a show of it]