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Slippery_Lil_Lynx 
Kate was way too busy laughing at Kellen's reaction to get offended by him snapping at her. "I do believe I was here asleep before you boys finished with your war. I'm inclined to think that you cuddled up to me..." Kate finished, still laughing, rubbing her nose a bit. Her ferret, Copernicus, must have been asleep on the seat next to her, because he scampered out from under the discarded jacket and up to her shoulder. At least he likes being snuggled up with me.
Grinning, Kate again focused on Kellen, looking between him and the luggage rack. "Are you alright though? That looked like it must have hurt."Oh my, do I scare him, or do all girls scare him? I have to admit, that reaction was priceless...too bad he couldn't have seen it himself, it would take him attention away from the lump forming on his head...
The pain Kellen must have felt didn't quite get through to Chaucer when he saw his reaction, much in the way an audience doesn't concern itself with the details during a slapstick performance.
Come now Kellen, she doesn't have cooties." He chuckled.
"I'm not sure if I can decide which was more abrasive: the howling crack of your voice or the crack of your skull." Laughing, he suddenly had a spurt of regret wiggle it's way into his stomach. Chaucer became quiet with an eerie suddeness and straightened his posture.
"Upon reflection, I think the skull was the worst bit, yes, and you should probably put on a compress. The matter is over."
But
oh how he would bring this up at some other opportune time when the pain of Kellen's head would not match the pain of Chaucer's taunts! It would neutralize all his magnificent wit to continue now.
He was a little disappointed with Kate's complacency in the matter and half wished that she had been more aggravated; the agonizingly long ride could have done with a show.