She bit her lip. It was kind of adorable the way he worried about something that would potentially happen eight or nine decades from now. This was why she loved him. "Just take it one step at a time," she advised him. "No point getting ahead of yourself. I don't want to think of you dying while I'm eating pizza!" Lavender teased, trying not to giggle.
She smiled at him fondly. "You need to do this for yourself first and foremost. Everything else will just... follow after."
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