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Swallows. "Pork. Dumplings. Want one?"

Neither does she. She usually flexes. That works!

"Very ripe blueberry-like."

"It took much great convincing, and many sessions of measurement for me to get the Bunny Suit. I hope you are pleased."

Oops. She accidentally sent a post workout selfie...

"It won't happen quick. But I will be right by you." Up she is scooped, and into Zarya's arms she goes.

"In time, the others will accept you. There will be more. Doctor Angela, she can help, too." Zar kissed her on the neck, her warm body pressing into Amélie's.

"Not something most people do, yes? And now you are having that shock?"

"That's....I don't know if anyone can really understand that, yes? I am here for you. I want to help."

Zar looks down into big golden eyes. "Yes, Amélie?"

"...Yes." Zarya rested her big dumb clueless head on Amélie's shoulder. "Ana scares me sometimes. Heh." Another broad arm around Amélie's waist.

Zar reached for her waist. "No, I...I do. I do. I just..you know. This is all sudden." Zar tries to pull her in close for a hug. "I cannot just say it. People will..." "I'm sorry."

"H-hey..." Zarya was awkward at first, before slowly sitting by her. She is without grace, she is without words. Her calloused fingers brush Amélie's. "You...uh...you look nice."

The bear is prompt, lumbering in with her bag and hoodie up. Not like she could hide anywhere. She is a little startled at seeing Amélie, though, but sets her bag up and goes to her.

"..." "Locker Room. After work." "Please?"

"Erm...nothing.."

"Great. Now I will have to work alongside little hacker and spider too?"

"Especially healthy appetites for more dumplings than three men can make at a time."