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Moe nods to Angel, smoothing the back of her hair, but leaving her face covered. A simple thing, but she covered her face for a reason. "Well, you're young. In these tense situations, emotions run high." Moe keeps petting her hair, obviously a little flustered himself. "Still, we are on odd pair, aren't we? You love the nightlife, I'm living in the sunlight, you're a black cat, I'm a clover... I guess opposites attract."
He moves his hand to hers, looking up into her eyes. "I don't know what to say, but I'm glad I can say things to you. You are, and always will be, my Angel."
He moves his hand to hers, looking up into her eyes. "I don't know what to say, but I'm glad I can say things to you. You are, and always will be, my Angel."