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He was so excited that his hands were fluttery, and he was bouncing a little. There was nothing better than doing a good job. He always got giddy at the beginning of tasks; this was their first joint task doing service for Gideon as metamours, and that was exciting, and Ernest was rather bouncy in general, anyway.
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What I really need is to be left alone …unless I ask for information or help. Well, that cleared things up. He would do the sampler thing and try a few flavors, and let her do what made sense for her.