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When Elwood had proposed that they take their conversation down a more serious path, he hadn't imagined that it would turn out this way. Frankly, it was a bit too heavy even for him, despite the fact that neither of them was really saying that much. There was an inexplicable tension in the air, and try as he might, he couldn't put a finger on its cause.

Finley couldn't hold his gaze, but Elwood found himself unable to take his eyes off of her. He watched as she looked away, seeming to consider her response thoroughly before delivering it. And when she did, a broad smile unfurled on his face. Yet again, she had surprised him and lived up to his expectations at the same time. He hadn't gotten a straight answer -- had he really wanted one? -- but already the mood felt lighter. He couldn't say why, but he didn't like a troubled Finley.

"You have no idea," he laughed, crossing one forepaw over the other and tilting his head at her. "It's really too bad that there aren't any acorns around here, or I'd show you right now," he said; secretly, he was thankful that autumn had passed and that there were no nuts to be found, because he wasn't really looking forward to the day that Finley would force him to live up to his farce. His cheeks ached at just the thought.