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Echo doesn't think- he just acts and plucks the dented mug of caf out of Cal's hands. The utter look of betrayal the vod'ika gives him only makes him chug the caf. “It will stunt your growth,” he explains while handing the empty mug back after he is done. The caf had an acidic burn that his mouth isn't going to forget anytime soon. Really, he had saved the tiny clone.

Cal glares down at the empty mug. His fingers flex against the edges, knuckles going white. 

“I'm not a kid,” Cal finally announces, looking up at Echo. 

“Yeah? I am.”