“But I must say,” Jayden smiled wistfully, “when I was a child, I had a giant stuffed whale which I slept with every night. Very soft and squishy, and Aurora, instituting the connection of our bodies last night, which I believe constitutes the term snuggling, provided the same comforting sensation as slumbering with the whale. Most enjoyable. I forgot how much I missed it.” "Giant whale.” Luna snorted a laugh. “He just called you fat.” “But snuggly,” I said. “Jayden, what are you doing here?”
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