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[Wanda, please. Pietro sighs in annoyance, at both her display and her grumbling and wriggling. He curls in on her a little, and moves his arm from her stomach, but it's just to cover her mouth with his hand.]

Go. To. Sleep. I am tired.

[The latter comes out as a whine.]

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