[He'll feel that laugh, likely taste it as he tempts her closer.]
Something that I would not dare say in front of a—
[Her words are cut off when she turns around to Kupli, who continues to groan and grumble and sigh, and is most certainly begging for their attention.]
—Moogle. Is there a problem?
[Kupli just frowns at her, and then jabs a fuzzy little paw at the mistletoe that is now hanging above them, with Puksi there to hold it up.]
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Something that I would not dare say in front of a—
[Her words are cut off when she turns around to Kupli, who continues to groan and grumble and sigh, and is most certainly begging for their attention.]
—Moogle. Is there a problem?
[Kupli just frowns at her, and then jabs a fuzzy little paw at the mistletoe that is now hanging above them, with Puksi there to hold it up.]