[For what seems like a small eternity, he's almost afraid to move, to even breathe too deeply, while questions run through his mind. Did the wish even work? Does he dare to ask her? What happens if it hasn't? In reality, it only takes him a few seconds to think these, and a few more before he lets his hand fall back to his side.]
Aye. Aye, I'm fine. Kaylee, what were we talking about just now?
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Aye. Aye, I'm fine. Kaylee, what were we talking about just now?