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Thea sat on the edge of the infirmary bed, tapping her fingers nervously. She could do this due to the fact that they'd been healed. Nothing but faint pink marks remained, the only evidence that anything had happened to her at all.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Yup, the girl clearly had something on her mind.

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And lo, Viktor enters, bearing a tray.

"You like tea, yes?"

He sets it down on the bedside table, and begins rearranging things, seperating the two mugs and tapping his wand on the little kettle to bring the water to a boil.

"How are you feeling now?"

Thea opened her mouth to speak and shook her head, an amused smile covering her mouth.

"You must be getting paid to be so kind." She stated with a small laugh, pushing herself up to help with the tea.

"My hands are better now. Much better."

"No," he says calmly, as he scoops some fresh leaves from a packet and lets them rest in the water. "Though I am still getting paid from the bet I made earlier." He gives her a look, straight-faced, though his eyes sparkle a little. "I knew you vould kiss me eventually. You could not resist forever."

"Oh, did you?" Thea placed a hand on her jutting hip, tilting her head thoughtfully.

Ignore the redness, she's working on it.

"I suppose next you're going to try and convince me I mean nothing to you."

"That is not true. You are vorth at least two hundred and fifty dollars."

He doesn't look her in the eye.

"That vas vhat the bet vas for, anyvay. Milk?"

"I'll pay you five hundred to break it off." Thea stuck her chin out in a good impression of a pout.

"No milk."

He shrugs.

"You haff already kissed me, I haff already vun."

He may be grinning just a little bit as he asks, "Sugar?"

"No sugar. I'm already sweet enough." She teased.

"Unlike you, clearly an uncivilized rogue."

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