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Grangerfn1
Max laughed, leaning away from Ellie and pushing the fork away with his hand. "C'mon, you couldn't have thought I was serious. I wouldn't leave you. Well, I wouldn't leave you intentionally - you could just not let me on the team if you didn't want me there. Or if I," he made a face of uncertainty, "didn't do well at tryouts... or couldn't make tryouts." He shrugged. "Who knows, I could get sent to the hospital wing for valiantly stepping in the middle of a fight in the corridor or something." Once again, he was clearly kidding, and he punctuated his words with a wink.
"But I'll do my best."
"You're speaking nonsense," she said, setting her for back beside her plate,
"Not making tryouts, not wanting you on the team," Ellie waved a hand. Utter nonsense.
"The valiant thing, though..." That would be the only acceptable excuse. Though she still might find some way to get him on a broomstick and in front of the goal hoops even if he were unconscious. Anyway,
"You'd better." She needed him.