Dru pinched Cryton’s bicep. “I don’t know. You’re still kinda muscly, in a girl way.”
“Stronger than me?” Dru offered.
“Alright, you’re not the big bashy guy anymore. But maybe you can be the quick, cute stabby girl no one expects?”
“Whaddya mean, cute?” Cryton squinted.
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