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"I did," Chronos said smugly, patting Critchun lightly on the head.
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"Sorry Crimson, but Chronos's demands always have heavy weight." He nods.
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"Aye, I guess that's fair enough...but I still worry this will end badly." Crimson crossed his arms and pouted.
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Critchun keeps sticking his tongue out at Crimson for a moment longer, before turning to lick Chronos' face.
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Time sighs, and shakes his head, shifting his weight as he looks to Critchun and Chronos, "I worry that too."