"Normally we play chess, but I think I could convince him, maybe," Soldat says with a lop-sided little smile. Then, though he's not sure if Misty will approve exactly, since they know she does tend to get jealous sometimes, they say, "I. I told him I loved him, too. He said he was proud of me, and so I. Just said it. We were both weepy messes."
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