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Suddenly Thatch felt a spark on his chest. Like something had clicked. She was flirting? Or wasn't she? She wasn't making any sense, and that was coming from a guy who did things just because he felt like it. He was very confused, but her touch sent tingles up his spine, not the bad kind though. He felt his body tremble, a feeling he hadn't felt much before. Something about her... Different. It made him squirm, made him uncomfortable. He must be getting sick.

Well, I'm sure one day you'll... He paused, suddenly feeling anxious in a way he hadn't felt before. He gulped in air, feeling very strange as she got closer and gazed up into his eyes. Umm, what're you... What're you doing there? He squeaked, a feeling of uncertainty flooding over him. For a few minutes there he had forgotten all of his evil thoughts, and he didn't like that.