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Date: 2015-06-28 05:22 pm (UTC)
bleak_midwinter: (To the races)
[He hasn't, a fact that he notices only when he smells the scent of the peaches drifting towards him. His stomach growls, loudly, and he raises his eyebrows in a quizzical expression.]

I think that means we ought to have one now.

[He reaches up, takes two peaches off their branches and holds one out for Furiosa.]

There's nothing like this where you're from. [It's a statement, more than a question, but it's still asking her for something.]
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