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"Anya, I'm -- in love with you, too. So I only want you to see the parts of me that are good and strong and -- yeah." She puts a hand on Anya's shoulder and leans close. Anya swallows and says, through the tears streaming on her face. "How's that working for you?" "Maybe not as well as I thought," Rikki says softly, and sinks down to the mattress beside her. Oh my heart. This is lovely.