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“—And it’s not much, but, we don’t have much so, I kind of did the best I—“
“Crewman Jeeterrrr, whatever it is, I'll love it, just. Let. Me. See.”
“Okay, okay,” he smiles, dropping his hands from their shoulders. “Open your eyes.”
The second he frees his hands though, Krejjh begins to crush one in theirs. “Crewman Jeeter. Is that— are those—?”
“Yeah, bud,” he grins.
“Where did you—?”
“It’s a… pretty popular kids toy. Though… they’re not exactly color accurate,” he explains as Krejjh stares down at an array of multicolored plastic dinosaurs. “Happy anniversary, spouse.”
“Happy anniversary, husband.”