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She seemed to consider the idea, like it had some kind of merit. Caracal looked up from his toes to stare at her as she thought aloud. Maybe this was one of his idiot savante moments.

He knew she meant it as a joke when she called him “wifey,” though he cringed inwardly. Caracal breathed through a moment of panic—about the joke, about this entire conversation—and then forced a laugh.

I’m pretty sure you’re the wife, so like… fetch me a sandwich, woman, he rebutted, complete with some weird attempt at a wink.